Now, I'm the only living member of that group. There was the six of us originally and they're now all gone.
Every religion is true one way or another. It is true when understood metaphorically. But when it gets stuck in its own metaphors, interpreting them as facts, then you are in trouble.
I was just a bumpkin. Just a country bumpkin. I had just come to New York from Virginia. Or was it Baltimore?

