I was also a church-goer in college, at least somewhat— much out of habit. I was already sensing the release of atheism, yearning to taste the forbidden joys of free-thinking. After college I lived for a short time in a rooming house in downtown Indianapolis, where I met some friends who were Pentecostal. One of them said he’d been a tank commander...
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