Eighteen, and the only jaydub in my family! I was engaged to be married to the first person who had witnessed to me . Six months before the wedding date, my dad told me that if I wanted to attend the convention that summer, let alone get baptized, I'd have to leave home.
So I did. Stayed with my Bible propaganda teacher the week of the assembly and moved my wedding date up to that weekend. Moved my stuff into my new husband's apartment that Friday, got baptized that Saturday morning, married that Sunday night after the last session.
We're still together 33 years later.
We left the Spoof a dozen years ago.
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