My view of life from the cheap seats… Art Chartier
I respected the woman speaking to me. She and I had the same background, shared most of the same beliefs. But we were at odds that day. She looked at me with the hot-eyed stare of a person who is not to be reasoned with and pointed her finger at me to emphasize her words.
"You can go to church as much as you want," she said, "but leave it there."