As I was growing up, my parents drank a lot. They also beat on us every chance they could. On
Sunday mornings, we would all get dressed up and head to St. Philip Catholic
Church. We had no idea why we were there, but we sure did look good to everyone
around us. As soon…
Added by ANOINTED FIGHTER on December 3, 2010 at 10:38am — 2 Comments
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