A little known fact about me is I have spent much time in the South. Prison of choice: Mobile,…read moreAlabama. THe only for-profit organizations were: a gas station, a Piggly Wiggly, and I don't know why, an airport. Probably because they wanted all the hicks to get to their tract homes with as little interaction with the rest of the populace as possible. To keep the inbreeding inbred,they would have to lessen the interaction with those above the Mason- Dixon line. I lived with my aunt and her two boys. The thing about my aunt, well I don't know what was up with her... There are multitudes of every type of church in the South: Baptist, Methodist, Presbyterian, etc. These churches provided a week-long day camp for those under college age. From 930am to about 4pm they would take kids off the hands of their God-fearing Christian parents. And then there was my aunt: Free Legitimate Child Care. These people would feed us lunch, snacks, run un out in the hot sun, and drill in "Jesus loves me" all the live long day. I hopes we would keep attending the same church every Sunday. Instead my aunt had us on a tour schedule with every church in a 20-mile radius. My whole summer I was swinging low in a sweet chariot: I was born again and again. It's like redoing kindergarten every week. This is one of the reasons I am fairly up on my biblical references. Two things to take from this story: 1. My aunt was Catholic. 2. I was 8, at the time. I should be forgen for a great deal of my wrongdoings, honestly: I know not what I do. Three years after taht summer she came to visit us in California. When she walked into the house she counted heads of my cousins and I and got the yellow pages. During her four week stay, I was returned to the Lord's flock. Honestly in err: I know not what I do.