"Around sixth or seventh grade I remember discussing religion with a friend. We were in the backseat of her car and her mother, who was driving, politely asked me if I attended any type of Christian services. Before I could answer, my friend’s sister, sitting in the front seat, casually interjected, “She’s Quaker,” before continuing to suck up the remnants of her Slurpee. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and tried my best to hide a frown of irritation. Why would she be so quick to answer such a personal question for me? More importantly, who told her? I assume it had been her younger sister, my friend, but it reinforced an existing feeling that I was a walking anachronism."
~ Veronica Nicholson
Read more at http://www.nassauweekly.com/growing-up-quaker/
Artwork by Roy Lichtenstein http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roy_Lichtenstein
~ Veronica Nicholson
Read more at http://www.nassauweekly.com/growing-up-quaker/
Artwork by Roy Lichtenstein http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roy_Lichtenstein
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