back upon the path that led you to your present landmark. You have slipped, possibly fallen, recovered yourself, and continued. Beliefs, then, are part of the landscape on your journey through life. Some recede; others are shaken but remain; and some, like peaks, stand out, fixed and firm.
My father and mother gave my sister and myself a good, happy home, and they practiced their religious beliefs. I was brought up by the Golden Rule--"Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you"--in which, I completely believe. I have tried to abide by it, but at times, it is difficult to turn that other cheek. There is many a slip, but while there's life, there's hope.