Glynna Hartman, a former church secretary, exuded joy and feistiness.
By Bobby Ross Jr. | The Christian Chronicle
OKLAHOMA CITY — Glynna Hartman loved to read.
The Bible. Religious books. Paperback romance novels.
It’s that last one that drew so many chuckles at her memorial service Friday night at the Wilshire Church of Christ, the faithful Christian’s home congregation in Oklahoma City.
As her son, David Hartman, recalls, she’d buy a dozen or more of those novels at used bookstores. She’d read a few chapters to pass the time anywhere she happened to be.
“‘Anywhere’ even included in a church pew waiting for services to begin,” her obituary noted, “or back in the church fellowship hall while her son, David, prepared Wednesday night meals.”
David, my friend since I enrolled at Oklahoma Christian University in 1986, no doubt wrote that. A fellow journalism major, he was my first editor at The Talon, Oklahoma Christian’s student newspaper.
I can imagine Glynna up in heaven feigning offense that he included it while simultaneously laughing about it with the rest of us. That’s the type of relationship she and David enjoyed, even as she grew older and her care fell to her son.
This column appears in the online edition of The Christian Chronicle.
Photo by Bobby Ross Jr.
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