Six years at Brooklyn Bethel, Five at the factory (Bindery, 3-8). More than a few breakfast's of coffee and scones from Cranberry's (If you've been a factory boy, you know the place) after skipping morning worship. There's only so many self-righteous guilt-trips one can take at 7 a.m. Left in 2001, ditched the 'truth' a couple years later. I'm still screwed up.