Jack Arnold pastored the church I now pastor.
He died while preaching behind the pulpit I stand behind every Sunday.
His death is a story stranger than fiction, but it’s not that which makes it a story worth knowing.
In the weeks after Jack’s death, his son Dean published1 a sketch of his Dad’s life and death that, while touching upon his dad’s unusual d…
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