It was a Monday evening I believe, this day (June 18th) of 1972. I was 5 days from my 17th birthday and I had been invited to a youth camp for a week by my neighbor, Gary. Gary and I had been best friends for years growing up there in Saint Albans, West Virginia and Gary's dad was a preacher. We really never talked about religion- I lived in a Catholic home and Gary lived in a different type of religious home, that's all I knew at that time . . . but Gary's invitation to camp came at such a time in my life I just said YES I'll go. Gary never said it was a camp with a religious theme. He told me we'd play softball, basketball and would swim all week!!! (Read More)