We sat in an office in his church in Santee. It was a weekday morning. Phones rang. Children could be heard singing in the student church school. Men and women returned, sunburned, from picketing an …
May 14, 1987
We sat in an office in his church in Santee. It was a weekday morning. Phones rang. Children could be heard singing in the student church school. Men and women returned, sunburned, from picketing an …
I was intrigued by one woman who kept saying to her fussy two-year-old child, “If you don’t shut up, I’m gonna bust you one, little girl.” She said it with as much affection as anger.