James I Cook, A Friend for All Seasons

Jim Cook has been my friend for forty-three years. What a delight and privilege it is to reflect on the seasons of our friendship! First we were students together. We met in the summer of 1952 at Princeton Theological Seminary in New Jersey. We both were candidates for a doctoral program there in New Testament studies, feverishly preparing for our comprehensive exams, the final gateway into graduate study. I was relieved to discover that he shared some of my fears and self-doubts. What if we had come all this way, laden with graduate fellowships, had studied all summer, and then flunked the ex... Mehr ...