I grew up attending a very rural, poor church, this tiny place in the foothills of the Adirondack Mountains in Upstate NY. My family was working class. My mom left home at sixteen and when I was a kid she became really involved with her union, my grandma was a factory floor organizer (once interrogated by the feds on suspicion of communist activity), my grandpa was a veteran, and my dad was a pastor.
The church I grew up in was all poor people who kept each other alive and fed and warm through the winter. People’s theology was super individualistic and hyper-focused on things like conservative teachings on human sexuality. From a young age I was like, “You all don’t have heat in the winter! Is sex really your problem!?”
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