In the 1900’s an English town had fallen on really hard times. For decades
its primary industry had been its textile mills, but now the mills were all
closed and unemployment was at an all-time high.
Desperate, the town’s mayor looked frantically around for other industries
to bring to his town. He found that there was a man in Germany who was
looking for someone to take over his thriving hunting dog breeding business.
The man had made a fortune raising the animals and was now willing to unload
it for a fraction of its value, so that he could retire.
The mayor used his influence to have the mills converted to kennels and all
of the dogs transported. Employment skyrocketed and the town prospered.
Everyone was happy, even though, sometimes – especially on nights with a
full moon – the animals got a little noisy, keeping some residents awake.
But even these unfortunate few learned to remain calm, sigh a little, and
say, “The mills are alive with the hounds of Munich”.
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Dr Bob Griffin
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“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”