Posted by:
Duder
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Date: October 11, 2010 03:44PM
One afternoon, I found myself accompanying a buddy to a strip club for happy hour. He was busy with a lady, so I decided to sit at the bar and enjoy the half-priced drinks. At the time, I had just split with my wife, and was learning how few mormons were really my friend.
A young man sat next to me. He was in the same predicament that afternoon - his friend had come to spend money, but he was just there to drink. So, we started chatting, and it turns out this guy and his friend were "lost boys" - young men who were no longer welcome in the polygamist compound.
It was a nice reminder that, no matter how hard it was for me to overcome my programming and lose the bitterness that I held toward my family, friends, community and church for what they put me through, plenty of other dudes walk a lot rougher road.