Riding the Wake of 60 Years of the Good Ship Zion

It’s Christ­mas­time 2015. I’m 61 years old, a lov­ing hus­band, father of four, grand­fa­ther of nine and — eight months into the Post-Mor­­mon por­tion of my life. The past two years of tran­si­tion have been painful, ter­ri­fy­ing, embar­rass­ing, dis­ori­ent­ing but ulti­mate­ly lib­er­at­ing. I am an active, faith­ful, life­time mem­ber of the L.D.S. Church. I was mar­ried…

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