By Bren Dubay
November 2023
It was not uncommon to look up and see them riding their bicycles. They were heading to Koinoniaâs Picnic Hill. Sometimes, the Secret Service struggled to keep up with them. Maybe the Agents were just being kind.
Once, she was shopping at Koinoniaâs Welcome Center, and when she started for the restroom, I apologized for the mess in the computer common area sheâd have to pass through â new flooring was being installed.
âIâm not bothered by your floor,â she said.
âYes, mâam. Iâm just concerned about the clutter. I wouldnât want you to trip, and hurt yourself.â
She took my hand and squeezed it, âYouâre so kind. Iâll be fine.â
Kind.
One of the Koinonians, Elizabeth, was serving at Harvest of Hope, the Countyâs food pantry. So was she. They began to talk. Elizabethâs parents had recently moved from Florida into the Sumter Retirement Community in Plains.
âYou are next-door neighbors,â Elizabeth beamed.
âWe sure are,â she said.
She asked Elizabeth her parentsâ names and their apartment number and wrote them down.
âJimmy and I will visit them.â
And they did. Elizabethâs mom has since passed away. Her father will soon turn 92 and now suffers from dementia, but he remembers that day.
âThere was a knock. I opened the door, and there they were: the President and the First Lady. We had a lovely conversation.â
Kind. Lovely. Real. Rosalynn Carter.
We often pray at Koinonia to be good and decent people.
We havenât had to look very far to see an example of âgood and decent.â

President and Mrs. Carter at Koinonia in 2019 to commemorate the 10th anniversary of Millard Fuller’s death.