Plain Secrets
Last summer I visited the elderly Amish bishop of the church district where my parents were members when I was a child. I took the bishop to visit a few relatives of his in the Holmes County, Ohio, community. But the main person the bishop wanted to visit was an “English” (that is, non-Amish) bank employee he knew well in the neighboring town of Millersburg. That he greeted her with a hug struck me as unusual, but that he had an English friend did not; Amish people often have a non-Amish friend or two.