Every New Year’s Eve we had a celebration that rivaled that of any neighbor. My mother’s handmade doughnuts and Chex-Mix party mix were the talk of every kid in town.
My religion taught me that the devil had been given dominion over earth and his demons walked the earth in spirit form. That it was their intent to lead me into temptation and drag me into the depths of hell and join them in their misery. Evil spirits lived under my bed, in dark closets and in the forest surrounding my home. The only time I was safe was in the presence of a man who held the priesthood or in a room that had been recently cleansed and consecrated.