the Gospels? I could quote you
anything from those pages, chapter
and verse. There were Bible games
and quizzes every week at white
church, and I kicked everyone’s ass.
Then there was black church.
There was always some kind of
black church service going on
somewhere, and we tried them all.
In the township, that typically
meant an outdoor, tent-revival-style
church. We usually went to my
grandmother’s church, an old-
school Methodist congregation, five
hundred African grannies in blue-
and-white blouses, clutching their
Bibles and patiently burning in the