Resurrecting this place, for many reasons. Hi!

Earlier that week, we'd gone tubing down the Delaware River with the people at my mother's church. My mother's church; I certainly took no ownership of them. They were Pentecostal Evangelists who spoke tongues and threatened the townspeople every year with the terrors of hell fire in a play called Heaven's Gates and Hell's Flames, which ran for a ( Read more... )