
Christopher Vodden
I first heard of the Faith when I was living in India in 1958. I was nine years old and living in Panchgani. My father taught at the Anglo Indian Anglican School: St. Peter’s School. Two brothers, Paul (my twin) and William, three years our junior, went to the same school. The family had left England in 1954 to go to India where my father had been posted by the British Council, for whom he worked. At the beginning we lived in Bombay and then after four years he was seconded to Panchgani to gain `hands on’ experience of an English median school where he taught English.
I was aware of the Bahá’í School in Panchgani because we often used to pass it on our walks to Table Mountain. I was aware that the Bahá’í Faith must be a religion but just thought it was one of the many Indian beliefs. Although I was only nine or ten years old, I knew about the many religions in India: Buddhist, Hindu, Muslim, Jew and even the small and obscure Zoroastrian Faith, which I knew as Parsi. I saw them as all the same and indeed no different from my own background, Christianity. So at an early age I was not prejudiced in favour of one particular religion. I could see them all worshipping God, they had a building where they went to worship and pray and had various ‘holy’ rituals.
I was brought up as a Christian. My grandfather was the Bishop of Hull from 1934 to 1957. Hand of the Cause George Townshend’s Manifesto “The Old Churches and the New World Faith” was sent out in 1948 so my grandfather must have received a copy. I was baptised by my grandfather and my parents were married by him. As a family we used to go to church fairly regularly but I was aware, as I got older, that we went to church less and less. My father, I later gathered, was becoming more and more disinterested in the church. We were more secular than religious.
While living in Bombay my brothers and I used to go to watch Walt Disney cartoons at someone’s house. While the films were being set up on the projector I was always fascinated by a large picture, hung on the wall, of Jesus Christ standing on a cloud. It was depicting Christ descending to earth on a cloud surrounded by light. I still have this picture clearly in my mind and for much of my pre-Bahá’í life I was intrigued by the thought of the return of Christ.
When I was eleven my brothers and I were placed in a Quaker boarding school in England so that my parents could return to India. It was the Friends’ school, Great Ayton, North Yorkshire. I was very happy there, it being set in beautiful country close to the Yorkshire Moors. My twin brother and I were very behind academically, having been to so many different schools, which had somewhat hindered our education. My father thought that we might catch up in an environment where attention was given to children who were behind.
I was drawn to the outdoors, enjoying walking, rock-climbing, swimming and running. Although academically lagging at school, I excelled at sport. After leaving, I later joined a running club, competing regularly for the team and representing my county.
As I grew older I became more and more atheistic. I thought that anything that did not agree with science was superstition. I thought that religion was nothing more than superstition, all religions coming under this heading, whether Christian, Hindu, Muslim or whatever.
On leaving school I joined the police, being a police cadet for about two years and a Police Constable for three years, after which I worked in the food industry for a further three years. In 1975, not having been much of an academic, I decided to go to teacher training college in my home town, Hull. After the first year I transferred to the B.Ed. degree course and in 1978 graduated with a degree.
While at college I met Clive and Jill Tully, two steadfast Bahá’ís in the Hull community. They were in the same year as myself, and Clive was in the same tutorial group for education. I was most impressed by his attitude and the sensible remarks he made during our sessions. I invited him and his wife up to my room for coffee on a number of occasions and again was impressed by their ideas. They very wisely hardly mentioned the Faith, only saying that they were Bahá’ís. They seemed to be very sympathetic about my ideas. I told them I thought people should work together and traditional religion didn’t seem to be the answer to the problems facing mankind because its ideas were not in harmony with science.
At college I began to think about creation and how it came into being. I came to the conclusion that there must be an unknown essence, beyond man’s comprehension, responsible for creation and maintaining control. One of the courses I was taking was `Evolution and Pre-History’. I enjoyed delving into subjects concerned with the evolution of the earth, life and man, and the Neolithic period. We also touched on subjects related to the Ice Ages, Plate Tectonics, and the weather; whilst studying these I realised that existence was impossible without there being some responsible essence beyond our knowledge. Existence could not be just coincidence, so I had, in my own way discovered God. I thought that I was probably one of only a few who had this kind of belief and did not really think about belonging to any kind of formal organisation.
After leaving college I sometimes noticed the word Bahá’í. For example, I was in London once when I saw a huge sign with two hands together in prayer, with the words ‘Bahá’í Faith’. Whenever I thought about the Bahá’í Faith I had this great urge to find out what it was. It was so strong that I can remember saying to myself, “I must find out what this belief is. If I ever go through my life and not find out what it is, I might regret it.” It was a powerful motive. In the meantime I was toying with the idea of getting involved with the Quakers. I knew their ideas well, having been to a Quaker school, and by then I wanted to belong to some group that held beliefs similar to mine.
One day in 1980 I saw a sign in Hull library advertising a Bahá’í meeting that evening. I had no intention of going but it gave me another strong need to find out about this organization, enough to cause me to do something about it that very day. I went home and wrote to the library asking for the name of the local Bahá’í secretary. I got a letter back in a few days saying that Clive Tully was the Chairman and Jill was the Secretary. I had not seen them for about four years, as we had drifted apart after our first year at college. I wrote asking them for a book about the Faith and they replied straight away – can you imagine how they felt?! They sent me David Hofman’s The Renewal of Civilization, which Clive guessed would be a good choice, since he remembered what subject I had taken at college. His judgement proved to be sound. I read the book very carefully and was impressed at how much sense it made. I was also attracted to the principles and felt drawn to the tragic life of The Báb.
I started going to firesides at the Tully’s home and became more attracted to the teachings of the Faith and the small community in Hull. There were three sixth-formers also investigating the Faith at the same time: Alison and Derek Vint (not married then) and Debbie Conkerton (now Debbie Tibbie); all three became Bahá’ís.
Although I loved the principles, I had difficulty accepting Bahá’u’lláh as the Manifestation of God. It still seemed, in my ignorance at the time, a little `magical’. In retrospect, I think I had very little comprehension of man’s spiritual nature.
I wanted to support the Bahá’ís in some way so I donated a sum of money. I was quite surprised when I received a letter from the Local Spiritual Assembly of Hull saying that they were pleased to receive the donation but that they were unable to accept it themselves. They went on to explain that only Bahá’ís can contribute to the Bahá’í Faith. They said that they had given the money to a charity. I had never come across any organisation that refused money and therefore there must be something to it. I decided I would enter wholeheartedly into the Faith and would soon discover if it were true or not.
After a year of attending firesides I finally decided to register as a member of the Bahá’í Faith. Clive and Jill were unaware of my decision at the time. They must have thought I was never going to sign my card. On September 24th, 1981, I invited them over for dinner. After the meal we started talking about the Faith. They could see my enthusiasm and presently they asked me if I was thinking of `declaring’. I told them I was and that I wanted to do it that evening. We drove over to their home. I remember the scene so well. Jill read the prayer for the western United States, which starts “Oh God, Oh God, this is a broken winged bird….” I then signed my card. A few days later I attended my first Feast, which was at the prefabricated home of John Kipling, one of the dear Bahá’ís of Hull. I well remember that occasion too. There was a lovely atmosphere, full of love. I attended every single Feast for the next three years.
After about three months of my becoming a Bahá’í there was a by-election and I was elected to the Local Spiritual Assembly. The following Ridván I was again elected to the LSA and became Secretary, in which capacity I served for the following three years.
In May 1985 I went to Haifa to serve at the Bahá’í World Centre as a security guard. In July 1986 I left the World Centre and went to live in California. While there I served on the Local Assembly of Vista, being its Minutes Secretary and Treasurer. In September 1988 I returned to the World Centre and served as the Administrative Assistant in the Security Office. I was asked to live in the grounds of the Master’s House where Amatu’l-Bahá Rúhíyyih Khánum lived. Another member of the staff had also been asked to reside there since it was felt having young men living there would provide more security. I lived in a small flat above the old printer’s shop and next to the room where ‘Abdu’l-Bahá used to reside during the summer months. The other staff member and I took it turns to sleep in the hall of the Master’s House at the foot of the stairs leading to Khánum’s residence.
At about the same time, Khánum had asked a young lady on the World Centre staff to help her with her ‘museum’. She had a degree in museum studies and worked in the Archives Department. During her world trips, Khánum had acquired an extensive collection of gifts which needed to be catalogued, preserved and displayed; she wanted the young lady to help her with the task. I soon became acquainted with the girl and before long we became good friends and were soon married. Her name was Lori Ubben, from Illinois. Khánum heard that we were going to get married and gave her ‘approval’. She was one of our witnesses at the wedding, which was held in the home of Counsellor Don Rogers in December 1989. We served together for twelve years and our two sons Dalton and Devon were born in Haifa.
In 1991, not long after the birth of Dalton, our first son, Lori attended a voluntary medical check and was found to have Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. She had surgery, and subsequently had to undergo chemotherapy and radiation treatment. Lori made a good recovery from the cancer, which has not returned, but the effects of the radiation were to give rise to Congestive Heart Failure some twenty years later.
In 1995 I became the Guard Operations Manager, supervising the Security Guards. I was responsible for the young men and women coming from all over the Bahá’í world to serve as security guards. When construction of the terraces began, we had to increase the number of security staff, employing local workers to perform the extra duties.
I was a member of a small cadre whose task was to chauffeur the members of the institutions to and from the airport when they went on trips abroad. Consequently we had the exclusive privilege of being in the company of these dear friends for a short time. They were always happy to chat with us, sharing stories and insights of the Faith.
In December 2000 we as a family left the World Centre to take up residence in Peoria, Illinois, where Lori’s mother lived with her disabled brother. We were there to help the family to support both Lori’s mother and her sister whose husband was dying of cancer. We lived as isolated believers in the small suburban town of Bartonville. The adjacent community of Peoria had an assembly and a Bahá’í Centre, and we often attended Bahá’í meetings there, especially on Sundays when there were devotional gatherings and children’s classes. Many Bahá’í children attended, and both Lori and myself acted as teachers. Both our sons, aged five and ten when we left Israel, attended the classes.
Lori worked as Archivist for the Peoria Catholic Diocese and I worked for Caterpillar, the company that made the large yellow earth moving vehicles, at their world headquarters in Peoria. I was in the Corporate Command Centre monitoring security and fire alarm systems from all over the United States for three years, then worked as a concierge at a local hotel owned by a Bahá’í. The owner had made his fortune as a stockbroker and served a term as the mayor of Peoria. Although belonging to an active Christian family he had become disillusioned with the dogma and ritual of his Faith. He had also come to realise that politics was not solving the problems facing humanity, and began a study of religion. When he came across the Bahá’í Faith he espoused the Cause with enthusiasm.
The boys went to school in Bartonville and enrolled in the local Boy Scout troop where they were very active. Lori became a den leader, then District Training Officer and finally a troop Commissioner. Both boys went on to become Eagle Scouts, the highest rank attainable.
In December 2010 I took up a position as the Director of the Activities Office at the Bahá’í House of Worship in Wilmette, about 180 miles northwest of Peoria. Our family were in a position to move since Lori’s sister’s husband had died and she had remarried and moved to Tennessee. Lori’s brother had to move into special care and later died. Lori’s mother was living at home and although elderly and infirm, was being well cared for.
The family currently lives in the town of Mount Prospect, to the northwest of Chicago. Lori and I serve on the Local Spiritual Assembly, she as chairman and I as secretary. Lori was unable to gain employment in her field but worked off and on at several part time jobs. In June she was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure. In September she had a heart transplant, and is doing well.
Our elder son Dalton returned to the World Centre in 2009 and served for two years in the Building Manager’s Office. He is now studying at Portland State University and will complete a degree in Environmental Engineering in 2016. He is getting married in the summer of 2015.
Devon graduated from High School in June 2014 and is currently working in a local grocery store and living at home. He hasn’t decided yet what he wants to do.
I completed four years’ service at the at the Bahá’í House of Worship, Wilmette, in December 2014, and look forward to further years of service in the new Welcome Centre due to be opened in the Spring of 2015.
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Christopher Vodden
Illinois, USA, December 2014
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Chris’s wife Lori sadly passed away on 17 October 2016 in Mount Prospect, Illinois.

Christopher and Lori Vodden, with sons Devon and Dalton, at
Devon’s Eagle Scout Court of Honor, 28 November 2014
Update from Chris in 2023
Unfortunately, there were further complications with Lori’s illness, and she passed away on October 17, 2016. The boys and I were with her for the last week of her life.
I have continued to serve at the Bahá’í Temple in Wilmette, Illinois. The new Welcome Center was completed in May 2015 and all the staff were relocated to the new Center. It is a beautiful Center for visitors to learn about the Bahá’í Faith. The Center and Temple were closed from February 2020 until July 2021, with the staff working at home during the Covid Pandemic lock down. It was a relief to return to work at the Temple and get back into the routine again. During lockdown the National Spiritual Assembly appointed a Temple Board to administer the Temple and Welcome Center. A new director was appointed, and I was asked if I would like to be the Assistant Director, which I was honored to accept.
Dalton and Monika went to Germany in the Spring of 2021 and are living in Nuremberg. Monika was transferred to the Adidas headquarters from Portland, where her department was closing. The company asked her if she would like to work in Nuremberg. Dalton was happy with the idea and so was Monika so off they went. It has taken Dalton a long time to find a position in his field of engineering because of not knowing the language. He has thrown himself into learning German, which required him to attend German classes and he has now reached a level of competency that employers are willing to interview him. He was able to get a position in his field and is enjoying the work.
Devon has been working in several security positions in the Chicago area. He moved to another security position in Nashville, Tennessee in February 2022. Lori’s sister’s family live nearby so he was happy to be close to the family who he visits regularly. In the Summer of 2023, he began work with the Transport Security Administration (TSA), responsible for airport security. He is now fully qualified having completed all the tests successfully. He enjoys the work and anticipates making it his career.
Susan Pershing, a Bahá’í from the Chicago area and I were married in December 2019. I knew Susan at the Bahá’í World Center when she served there from 1992 until 2000. Susan on leaving the World Center, went to work for the Winnetka Public Schools, which is located close to Wilmette where I was working. She worked in administration, assisting the Superintendent of schools. On retirement she took up a part time position in the Activities Office of the Temple in 2012 where I also served as director. A few years after Lori died, we started to get to know each other better, and decided to marry in December of 2019. Susan retired during the Covid Pandemic in 2020. I am still working full time. I continue to find my service at the Temple rewarding and fulfilling. I am in good health and assess the possibility of retirement from one year to the next.
Chris Vodden, 2023
Great to read about you Chris. I trust you are getting more tour groups at the new Welcome Center now. I enjoyed our conversation about tour buses etc. We are in the UK at the moment, at Gisburn near Clitheroe, very close to the Yorkshire Dales. We will be returning to Wyoming in April.
Good to hear from you Derek. I miss the Yorkshire Dales especially Wensleydale cheese.
Thanks for this story, which brought back many happy memories of our service at the Baha’i World Centre. I knew Lori well, as we both worked in the Archives Department and, of course we co-operated with Christopher as a security guard, because our main service was looking after the Mansion at Bahji. Although we haven’t seen either of them since 1988, it’s really good to catch up with the story of their lives.
Lovely to hear from you Ray. Happy memories come flooding back from the Tea House.
Thanks for sharing, Chris. Please give Lori my loving embrace.. Such an interesting story. My fondest lovving greetings to my fellow exBWCers…
Hi Roxana
Good to hear from you. Will give Lori you love.
Very much enjoyed reading your history! Brought back so many happy memories. I still use the prayer beads Dalton made for the Art Show when he was very young. We are in Ireland, enjoying being grandparents, and where Paul, luckily, is able to find Wensleydale cheese! Our fondest love to you and Lori and the lads.
I hope Christopher Vodden gets to read this. I recently bought a second hand copy of “A Swarm in May” by William Maine, a book I’d had as a child in Africa. On the fly leaf it says “Christopher Vodden, Panchgani, July 1960”. He must have gone back to India for the summer hols.
Dear Bridget, I just saw your note about the book “A Swarm in May” I remember having that book. How very interesting that the book is still around and you found it. Where did you purchase the book? The last time I was in Panchgani was 1960 and never went back.
Dear Christopher, So interesting to read your history. I was looking through an old photo album and found some pictures of you and your family – the reason to see if I could find you on the net! You lived next door to us in Cheshunt, until 1954, also where William was born, I was a few years older and spent many happy hours playing with you and Paul and helping your mother with feeding and bathing. A long, long, time ago. You discovered that if you shouted into the fireplace in your bedroom, I could hear you through the fireplace in my room next door!! Lots of happy and amusing childhood memories. I would be delighted to send you copies of the 3 photos, if you care to contact me. All the best!
My word!! Christine Holdstock, yes of course I remember you, although it is 65 years since we saw each other!! I am quite blown over that you should contact me after all these years. We three boys were quite in awe of you!!! You created quite an impression on us. When my mother was still alive, probably about 30 years ago, or maybe more, we visited our old house in Cheshunt and it was still there. I took a photograph of it. I was also looking at old photographs of my younger days not so long ago and in fact I digitized them. When you reply to this message with the photographs you have I’ll share the ones that I have and let the others know you contacted me. We are all well. I would love to chat on the phone (WhatsApp) with you and an bring you up to date with the others. I would love to hear your story; you have read mine!!! Unfortunately my wife passed away in October 2016. I am still working at the Bahai Temple in Wilmette. Looking forward to hearing back from you.
with much love
Christopher