Seventh-Day Adventism

^{Note: This article is reprinted with permission from As I See It, a monthly electronic magazine compiled and edited by Doug Kutilek. AISI is sent free to all who request it by writing to the editor at dkutilek@juno.com.}

by Doug Kutilek

^{Author’s Note: This incident occurred in the mid-1990s, before As I See It was begun. The account was written then and appeared in print. Here, it is slightly revised.}
On a Delta flight from Budapest to Frankfurt, I was seated on the aisle in coach, as usual. Next to me were two men wearing suits, the older perhaps 45 and the younger somewhere in his late twenties or early thirties. They spoke quietly in German, too quietly for me to comprehend, with my limited knowledge of German, what they were talking about. They were looking at what were obviously religious booklets, and the older had a Bible and seemed to be instructing the younger. I suspected that they were cultists but couldn’t tell just then which group they were with. I kept my eyes and ears open.

Breakfast was served—fruit, juice, yogurt, ham and cheese, plus the usual offers of coffee, tea, pop, and the rest. I sneaked a furtive peek now and then to see what the two men did and did not eat. No coffee, tea, or pop; only water. The fruit was eaten, but the animal products—yogurt, cheese, and ham—were untouched. Bingo! (I speak figuratively, you understand.) Vegetarians, and that means Seventh-Day Adventists.
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