Saturday, January 3, 2004
Why I don't go to church anymore
When I was small, my mother used to drag me and my siblings off to church each Sunday. I sat in the Pugh listening to the Preacher preach God’s love, love for thy neighbor, etc. I remember that every so often, he would make an off-colored comment about “white folks.” Even as a kid, I had trouble... Sign in
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