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  1. I met Ruth Maxwell when my work was taking me to Fort Dodge weekly. I checked to see if there were Baha’is in the city that I didn’t know about and, sure enough, Ruth’s name popped up. I arranged to visit her. The first time I arrived, it was obvious that Ruth hadn’t been around many Baha’is. She was taking care of her two grandchildren and, since they were black, she wasn’t sure how I’d react! Of course, I was delighted to meet them all and visited many times in Ruth’s home. Later, when she moved to a care facility in Des Moines, I visited her there, too. Her family was resistant to her being a Baha’i, but through many years, isolated and without family support, she remained strong and steadfast. When Ruth died, Debbie Knoll and I said a Baha’i prayer at her graveside ceremony. We were pleased to see that her Baha’i community was mentioned in her obituary. A truly lovely woman.

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