M l andreasen biography

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WE WERE sitting under our guava tree in Lima, Peru, having just closed the covers of His Initials Were F.D.N., a biography of Francis D. Nichol, a former editor of the Review, when Bruno, my husband, remarked, "I wish we could do something like that for Elder Andreasen."

Geographically, remote Peru was a most inauspicious place for tackling such a subject.

In addition, our personal contacts with M. L. Andreasen were limited to spending two nine-week terms in his classes at the Seventh-day Adventist Theological Seminary in Washington, D.C., reading most of the books he had written, and receiving a half-dozen brief letters from him shortly before his death.

Nevertheless, an aspiration was born that day.

About two weeks after the inspiration came, I was in the United States visiting a relative of Elder Andreasen's. From that source I got the names and addresses of former students and associates of his.

With these addresses in hand I crisscrossed the