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              Krueger, a CO himself, remembers the selfless service of Rev. 
              Jacob Friesen from Lowe Farm, MB. Using the diary of Rev. Friesen, 
              available at the Mennonite Heritage Centre, Krueger has reconstructed 
              some of Friesen's journeys.      
                
              “From 
                early in 1943 to late 1945, Rev. Friesen was on the move almost 
                continuously. Barely was he home from a camp visit for a week 
                or so, when he was on his way again."   
                 “He 
                visited the Mental Hospitals at Selkirk, Brandon, and Portage 
                several times. Also the TB Sanatorium and General Hospitals, wherever 
                our boys were serving in alternative work. The young men serving 
                at National Mills and Bowsman bush camps in Northern Manitoba 
                also came under his umbrella of visitation."   
                 “Travelling 
                mainly by train, he consequently spent many an hour in station 
                waiting rooms, one night at least, in his 'burnous' (winter coat) 
                on a hard wooden bench. But these hours were spent fruitfully 
                writing many a letter to the many friends he had made in his travels, 
                to his family of which five were engaged in alternative service.” 
                               
                 “His 
                sermons were a compilation of Low German and High German liberally 
                sprinkled with English words and phrases which to the uninitiated 
                sounded like a foreign language.”                
                 “When 
                staying in a camp for a lengthy period, he would go out into the 
                bush with the men and watch them fell trees, clear fire guards 
                or railroad beds in preparation for future roads. Never one to 
                sit around idly, he would amble into the camp kitchen, ask for 
                an apron, and start peeling potatoes. Or when in Clear Lake, he 
                would walk deliberately into the lion's den and made a friend 
                out of Mr. Brooks who was not the friendliest person ever, and 
                intimidator of many.”    
                 
              
                 
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                  | Rev. Jacob N. Hoeppner giving the Sunday morning sermon. | Rev. Jacob N. Hoeppner visiting a CO camp. |  
                “His 
                penchant for wanting to experience what the COs were working at, 
                be it bush work, road work, hospital wards, or deep in the folds 
                of a dusty coal mine, gave him the insight from the boy's point 
                of view, so he could report back to the parents of their well 
                being, and not a cause of worry."   
                 “His 
                oft repeated stance was ‘I want to find out what our young men 
                are going through.'”    
                 “During 
                his two trips to the B.C. camps, he stayed at Black Creek, Powell 
                River, Horn Lake, Campbell River, Dollarton Camp, and many others. 
                He was a prolific letter writer keeping in touch with his far-flung 
                family, did not neglect the recently bereaved of his congregation, 
                kept a daily diary and studied the scriptures avidly."               
                 “Regardless 
                of religion, nationality, or status, he made friends of virtually 
                everyone he met. Not belittling the prodigious amount of work 
                and miles travelled by other ministers, he was a prime example 
                of the ministry as a whole at that time."    
                 “In 
                this short biography I have tried to portray, in my unlearned 
                way, a man of God. Maybe miniature in stature, but a giant as 
                an ambassador to the hundreds of COs whom he visited, befriended, 
                counseled, and showed them the way to salvation.” [ASM  
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