When I stepped out of church for the last time I was welcomed into the world of reason and enlightenment with celebratory fervor. One less captive of virgin births and black cats! There was a luncheon in my honor— potluck of course— and a party afterwards. The experience would not be surpassed until years later, when I became a Democrat.
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