Some people are fond of suggesting that we at Baptist Blogger “know where the bodies are buried.” To some degree, we readily admit, the accusation is founded. At the very least, we know where this one is buried, and we’re willing to pay one year’s tuition for any Southeastern Seminary student who can produce the disinterred casket and accompanying invoices at the San Antonio convention:
7 thoughts on “Where the bodies are buried…”
I’d settle for someone just finding the tombstone and bringing it.
One of the last tastes of human flesh enjoyed by Armour Junior was harvested from the body of C.B. Scott.
It should be noted that the dog met his maker soon thereafter.
Is that for real?
I could wish it were not real…
But sadly, it was very real.
My guess as to where it is: somewhere that Dr. Patterson ws president of, in 1998.
“That dog will bite you!”
We didn’t all pay for this silliness, did we?
Hmmm… a male… probably qualified to teach Hebrew?