December 2011
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It was April 9, 2008. I had just turned 22, I was 2 weeks from graduating college, my brother was getting married in a few months, I didn’t have a place to live nearby, I was driving a bitchin 1991 Honda Prelude, and I was parked out in front of Rockharbor Church. My palms were really sweaty, and I sat there a few minutes before I had to go inside trying to process the amount of change that...