In Maryland when I was still single, I was in the choir.

When I was only a few weeks in the cult, we had a sermon about the lost day.

Moving to New Windsor was a rushed affair. I was at work when I heard that we were moving that very day. I’m not sure why it had to be that day, but back then I didn’t ask questions, especially when instructions came from someone higher up in the church.

In the WMSCOG, people referred to their homes as “the dorm” because they were supposed to be nothing more than a place to crash at night.

Big Shine had morning meetings with the salesmen every so often.