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Dear Brother:

I hope you will understand if I do something which is normally not in good taste. I want to talk about a relative. On a bitter January afternoon some of us drove one hundred miles east to Kendallville, Indiana, to bury "Uncle Mart" — the Rev. Martin F. Kretzmann, D.D., pastor for more than five decades, and secretary of Synod for about thirty years. In many ways he was one of my favorite relatives. You will remember the old saw "We can choose our friends but in our relatives we have no choice." I would have chosen "Uncle Mart" as a friend."