TBC Notes

A Dave Hunt Story

I love to tell people things I remember about Dave Hunt, my best friend-in-the-Lord for nearly 40 years. When he and Ruth moved to Bend, Oregon, he would often exhort me to pack up Peg and our five children and move there as well. He wanted me to help him start The Berean Call, so he was quite motivated to have us come. My response as a resident of Ventura, California (with its temperature mostly in the 70s year round), was, “But, Dave, doesn’t it snow in Bend?”

His immediate reply: “Sure, Tom, we get a light dusting in the morning and it’s gone by late afternoon!” That didn’t seem too bad, so the seven McMahons moved to Bend.

When late November came around, Mr. Hunt, whom I had since dubbed “Mr. Bend Chamber of Commerce,” saw his weather projection played out—sort of. It did snow in the morning. The “light dusting” was two-and-a-half feet. And it did dissipate in the afternoon—in early March! Dave noted that his degree was in math, not meteorology.

I share this with you not only because I love revealing things about Dave, especially his sense of humor, but because we have been experiencing a far worse snow condition than we did in 1992/1993. Roofs are collapsing all over the place. Please pray for our safety and the functioning of TBC.

T. A. McMahon

Executive Director