All Hands Stand By to Repel Boarders

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Cordell Strug. All Hands Stand By to Repel Boarders

All Hands Stand By to Repel Boarders

Acknowledgments

Prologue: Tacit Knowledge

Part One

All Hands Stand By to Repel Boarders

Caveat Lector

Extremely Isolated, Extremely Cold, Extremely Dark

Beating the Bounds

The Little Trailer on the Corner

What’s a Nice Philosopher like You Doing in a Profession like This?

Holy Things

Hanging Out

Saint Ken

Part Two

The Woman in the Window

Occupational Hazards (1)

Visiting

The Visited

On the Road

Perspectives

At War with the (Christian) Family

The Queen of Hearts in Paradise

The Great Thing

Looking Back on The Great Thing

My Desk, and What I Had There

Fearless Moral Inventories

Fred and Ginger

When the Dead Awaken

Of Little Faith (1)

Part Three

Required Reading

Breakdowns

People That Drove Me Nuts (1)

People That Drove Me Nuts (2)

People That Drove Me Nuts (3)

People That Drove Me Nuts (4)

People That Drove Me Nuts (5)

The Church Heals the Help

Four Statements You Should Know How to Make

Part Four

Of Little Faith (2)

Role Models

Occupational Hazards (2): the Perils of Decency

The Iceberg

Why You Get Phone Calls in the Middle of the Night

Passing Through

Mother and Son at Christmas

(One of) My Worst Day(s)

Three of My Failures

Trying to Go On

Raging at the Dead

The Emptiest Word in the English Language

Part Five

Flesh

Breath

Sorrow

Fade Out

Appendix to “Saint Ken”

Appendix to “Looking Back on The Great Thing”

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Tales from Life as a Lutheran Pastor

Cordell Strug

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One more note: I used as one of my epigraphs a famous remark by Hemingway: All remembrance of things past is fiction. I think he meant to note both an inevitability and a deliberate choice. I certainly mean both. Because of what I did and the person I had to be to do what I did, there are things, some of them the most vivid and charged among all the things I recall, that I have never spoken of and never will. If I touch on them, it will be with less than the whole truth. Much less. I expect all the pastors to be nodding again.

Now let me tell you what it was like to be a small town pastor. Really . . .

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