Mormon Boy: A Memoir

“I saw some parents at Liberty Park who were chasing their kids around. The dad was smoking a cigarette and I had such overwhelming pity for those poor kids because I assumed their dad must have been a terrible person, and it only stood to reason that he was an awful father who didn’t love his children. I was able to quickly deduce all this because he was smoking. I watched him push his kids on the swing, wondering when he might push them too far, something only a wicked person would do.”

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