The Road Not Taken: Ed Jandy’s Choice to Leave the Ministry and Pursue a PhD
Edward Clarence (Jandesek) Jandy: 1899-1980 (Maternal Grandfather)
As a young man, and a new husband and father, Edward Jandy
stood at the junction of two different paths in life. He needed to make a
choice about his long-term career. Should he continue working as a minister, or
should he pursue a PhD in the field of sociology with the intent to become a
college professor?
Ed Jandy started his college career at Blackburn College in
Carlinville, Illinois. The college only offered two year degrees, so he
transferred to Coe College in Iowa to complete his undergraduate degree. He
basically started his college career over again, entering as a freshman with
only some transferable credits.
| Ed in his Blackburn College sweater, with college friends, circa 1922 |
He began his career in the ministry while at Coe. He became
friends with an older student, a Seth Huntington, who was working as a student
pastor. Religious discussions turned into true friendship and a job offer. Ed
explained in his memoir as follows:
“Somehow an acquaintanceship became a true friendship,
perhaps because he learned that I had an interest in religion and the church,
as well as in social problems. He once
complimented me by saying that he wished he had my command of language and
public speaking, and suggested how important these were for anyone considering
the ministry; peripherally in my mind
was the thought that I would perhaps head for the ministry, but the impulse to
do so, or the urge, was not a dominating one.
I became a student pastor. Early in my sophomore year a representative
of the Congregational Church contacted me.
He said a small town, Vining, Iowa, 45 miles west of Cedar Rapids,
needed an interim pastor. This man said
he had made inquiries around the campus and my name was proposed. But I am sure it was my good friend Seth
Huntington whose recommendation determined the man's visit. “Why me? And what makes you think I would be
interested?” And so on, he told me to
give it some thought. An English teacher,
a woman whose advice I sought, helped me to decide. “It would be a rich experience for you, help
you to sort out some of your religious thinking, and give you invaluable
experience as a public speaker,” she pointed out. “All you do is read some favorite chapters of
the Bible, pick out some thought that appealed to you and build your sermon
around it.” By request I went out to
Vining one Sunday; they liked the sermon
and me, and invited me to serve until they found a permanent pastor. This was not a full-time job; only weekends did I have to go out.
Ed remembered his congregation as middle-aged, friendly, and
uncomplaining when Ed had no time for pastoral visits. He would drive out on
terrible roads on Saturday to a rented room in Vining, where he would prepare
notes for his morning’s sermon. In 1925, he married Lorene Smith and they moved
to Hillsdale, Michigan where Lorene had a secretarial position. Ed finished his
undergraduate degree at Hillsdale. He recalled:
“I was not unhappy to leave the pastorate [in Vining]. Yes, it was a rich experience in
interpersonal relations and public speaking.
Too, it helped me to sort out some theological and religious ideas. I never then or later wrote out a sermon; all
was from notes. Once an outstanding
minister from Chicago addressed our student body at Blackburn. As he spoke, a spring wind blew his notes off
the lectern, but he went on as if nothing had happened. As we left the hall, I determined to myself
that the time would come when I too would be able to speak from or without
notes. It did!”
He returned to the ministry while at Hillsdale. Ed described
his decision as follows:
“A fellow senior about my age was pastor of
Congregational Church at North Adams, 8 miles from Hillsdale. He invited me to
give a sermon one Sunday during his absence.
I did so and enjoyed the service and the congregation. This, it turned out, was a "trial"
sermon. Later a committee from this
church asked me to take over when my fellow senior left. …I moved to North
Adams, house furnished by church, and awaited return of Gram and our daughter.
The house was large for our family; cold in winter, heated by a pot-belly
stove.”

The Congregational Church in North Adams circa 1920s when Ed was the minister
Ed was first completing his B.A. while working as a minister,
and continued once he started graduate school. Hillsdale College was only seven
miles or so from North Adams, so he was able to keep up with both endeavors.
However, when he started his graduate work at University of Michigan, his
balancing act became more difficult. He felt some guilt and regret that he was
unable to devote more time and attention to his church congregation. He
recalled:
“I had to travel 90 miles from Ann Arbor to Hillsdale
every weekend. Fortunately, I did not have a heavy load of pastoral work -
visiting members of the congregation, etc. The people of North Adams were good
to us, easy to get along with and satisfy. On Saturday afternoons and evenings
I would prepare my Sunday messages while in North Adams. Our baby was easy to
care for and we used to leave her in the basement alone in her carriage while
the service went on, and she generally slept all through the service. After
Jimmie Richards came up, things went easier for Gram and released me
psychologically from any economic or other worry, to know that Gram now had it
much easier in the care of the house and the child.
I sometimes felt guilty over the fact that I put in so
little time at the church in North Adams, but the congregation never complained
about this. Moreover, my situation now was such that benign neglect was
inevitable; my grad work was now the important assignment and necessitated the
bulk of my time and energy. Fortunately, our family never had any doubt or
conflict over all this. Gram was as happily occupied in her teaching as I was
in my University of Michigan work.”
Ed wrote about his choice between two careers: the ministry
and academia. He recalled that his faith was formed from regular Sunday School
attendance in Chicago. But, he noted, he never felt a true calling to become a
minister.
“Let me emphasize that I never was a burning religionist.
Though I was mildly intent on going into the ministry in my Blackburn days,
even such intent as I still had, began to erode as a freshman at Coe. But my
interest in the church and its activities did not diminish. My subsequently
becoming a student pastor at Coe and later at Hillsdale eroded rapidly any
drift toward the ministry as a career. Further, as church converts might put
it, "Many are called but few are chosen”.
My interest in religion became more refined and rational as a result of
my growing interest in history, psychology, and philosophy. To sum up this
phase of my life experience as a student pastor: it helped me earn a living; it
gave me an opportunity to become a good public speaker, to think on my feet,
and to speak only from notes, a practice I continued as a university instructor
and later professor, all my academic life. Lastly but not least, my interest in
religion and the church had a profound and lasting effect upon my moral and social
ideals.”
Ed went on to note that religion remained an important
influence in his and Lorene’s lives, stating:
“Though I could not pretend to be the quintessence of the
church goer, we have supported the church financially for years, and in the
past several years I was in charge of an adult Sunday School class and courses
in Comparative Religion, The Role of Religion in Life, and even now The Bible
and You. Let me emphasize that Gram always had a role in all these decisions
and activities, from my early Blackburn days up to now; too, that we grew
together in our marriage, both in religion and in socio-political, economic
enlightenment.”
Ed and Lorene, early in marriage
Ed’s memoir is an incredible resource that few families
have. Most genealogists have only the bare facts that point to job choices and
career changes, such as census records showing a new job. The reasons and
motivations that led to career decisions remain a mystery. We are fortunate to
have this window into Ed’s feelings about the ministry, and why he chose to
seek his doctorate and embark on an academic career. It is an especially
important resource since my husband, Ed’s grandson, had no idea that his grandfather
had ever served as a minister or seriously considered the ministry as a career.
It was never discussed during my husband’s lifetime. He even believed his
grandfather had never been a religious person. This is a reminder that our
understanding of even our living relatives’ lives can be very limited.
Sources:
Edward Jandy Memoir, pgs. 6-8. Held by family.
Family photos, held by family.
Wikipedia photo of Hillsdale College.
Vintage postcard of North Adams Church.

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