Growing Up Seventh-Day Adventist: Suiting Up
I wouldn’t have been caught dead in church without a suit on, properly tailored, with scuff-free, majorly polished shoes, a nicely coordinated tie, and dress socks to match. My mother would have my clothes laid out for me on the bed first thing every Saturday morning, the shoes newly shined on the floor. And most … Continue reading Growing Up Seventh-Day Adventist: Suiting Up