Comrade Barf
“What faith were you brought up in?†“None. I’m atheist.†She looks at me like I am a dog with only three legs. “I feel so soooorry for you,†she says. I shrug. “I’m okay with it,†I reply. What follows is an hour long conversation where she, an elderly Mormon raised back east, tries to find common ground with me, a young atheist raised in the southwest. We are both human. That is the extent of our common ground. She tries desperately to convince me that Jesus had portended the arrival of more prophets. I gently remind her that I...
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