March 2014
The intersection
Drink/no drink, God/no God—the light was turning and it was decision time
One Friday afternoon in April 1985, I was waiting for a light to change at the corner across from the church I had rejected some years before. It was five o’clock and I was on my way to the daycare center to pick up my younger son after a long day at work. It was the exact time and day of the week when I ordinarily would have stopped at a bar for a couple of drinks that would turn into a drunk before I finally picked up my son.
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