Madonna, Bathtubs, My Yellow Bike and other random memories…

After the river there was #1 Mucurapo Road, the compound, a religious commune where everything was shared and where everyone was welcomed. Food, clothing, shelter, religious instruction, friendship, brotherhood/sisterhood, purpose, joy, education it was a one stop shop is what I am told. My childhood memories of life at #1 have over the years boiled down to […]