ex evangelical et al: losing my religion

That's me in the corner 

That's me in the spotlight 

Losing my religion 

Trying to keep up with you

And I don't know if I can do it...

Oh no, I've said too much

Michael Stipe, R.E.M. (1991)

I was born early on a Sunday morning in the second week of November 1966. 

Some years later, the presidential election of 1984 was held on Tuesday, November 6, exactly one week before my 18th birthday. At that time I was senior at an exclusive private evangelical Christian high school in Phoenix, Arizona, and I was crushed that I wouldn't be able to cast my first-ever vote to re-elect Ronald Reagan to a second term as president of the United States, even though he didn't need it.