My life began in Washington, D.C. My early years were fortified by the Catholic Church and schools. I began questioning my beliefs in the first grade, it was a question about Adam and Eve, Cain and Able. If they were the first people, where did I come from? it got worse during the war in Vietnam. At a church service out in the wilderness, I asked the priest why didn't we get more men of God in the field? Needless to say, I never got an honest answer to my inquires. Those are my reasons for being a non-believer because the people I questioned, could not be believed. What I discovered was that they were trying to convince me to have faith in something that they, knew nothing about.
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