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We now have an office staff of eight, including Mrs. Armstrong and
myself. And since SO MANY letters indicate that our Co-Workers
like to know all about us---even about our family, and our staff
which actively carries on this great work---the most important work
in this world---I believe I'll just tell you a little about them
here, in this BULLETIN.
We are fast outgrowing our office quarters in Eugene,
becoming very crowded and cramped for space. And just when the
need became critical, a few weeks ago, the way miraculously opened
for us to more than double our office-space, with what we feel is
just the nicest suite of offices that could be had in Eugene. We
could just see God's hand in it.
Well, since you are, so many of you, interested in knowing
more about us and this work personally, I'll tell you briefly the
story of our office from the start. This work of God was started
more than eleven years ago, on our little local radio station in
Eugene. Our expenses then were $2.50 per week. Now they are
$1,000 per week. For several months we were GIVEN office space,
then moved into a little inside room without any windows---without
sunlight or fresh air or ventilation. We could only work in the
office a few hours at a time without going out for fresh air. I
had no desk. A few old tables were loaned to us. We had an old-
fashioned Neostyle mimeograph, and an old type-writer, not much
good. With this Mrs. Armstrong and myself printed The PLAIN TRUTH
for three or four years on that old mimeograph. After two or three
years a radio listener sent us money to buy a better second-hand
mimeograph. That served us until about two or three years ago,
when we got a more modern, fully automatic machine. I used to
write the articles, design and cut the stencils and Mrs. Armstrong
ran the mimeograph hour after hour, addressed the papers all by
hand, folded, stamped, and sorted for mailing. Always before
taking the one or two armfuls of The PLAIN TRUTH to the post-
office, we knelt, laid our hands on them, and prayed over them that
they would bring blessing and salvation to those receiving them.
Today, 40,000 copies of The PLAIN TRUTH go to the post-office in
large mail sacks, taken in trucks.
Never did we complain about our little inside office room.
Rather, we thanked God for it. But we did finally begin to ask God
for an office with sunlight and fresh air. Then one day, after at
least six years in that room, my wife came in saying she had just
happened on the very kind of office we had longed for---only it was
much to big for us. How it all came about, I don't really know
even now. But I went with her to see the new offices in the IOOF
Bldg., on the 3rd floor. There was a large room the size of two
offices, and a corner private office---on the shady north-east side
of the building, overlooking a downtown park. I had never seen
offices with so much natural sunlight, and natural ventilation.
The manager of the building offered to let us use only the smaller
private office at first. Then some three months later, when we
began to need some of the additional room, we were allowed to take
it on a sliding scale, starting at small rental and raising it
gradually so we did not have to pay the full amount for six months.
The work continued to grow and expand. Soon we had to