Resurected and restricted.

Easter Saturday. On Friday some of the Huffman boys found a white 10ft pipe metal cross halfway down Mt. De Sol. Probably about 400Lbs. It had originally been erected on the top of the mountain with part of the main pole deep in the ground. Someone had later come along, sawed through the pole and threw the cross down the side of the mountain. So up we went at midnight to resurrect the cross that mad been hauled back up beside the pipe by putting smaller pipes in the main one as a joiner. None of the 11 of us claimed any religion, and know one knew exactly why we were doing it. We even debated about where exactly the cross should face, down town, or slightly more southerly matching up the original grove. Then some of us prostrated some well-known verse that seemed applicable. As someone mentioned the "shedding of clothing" in reference to the task at hand the guys (I was the only female) reacted badly, "we don't have to do that, we're all guys anyway." I retorted, saying I was female and I wouldn't care anyway, and metaphorically I agreed. A slew of sex/rape comments ensued directed at me. Bullshit. Utter unnecessary schite. Fairly pissed and definitely offended I said "bugger this" and began walking down the mountain. Tim, Dylan and Kyle and Keith followed me. Thus, I ended my 19th birthday. I could see the cross from the gym, and it"s probably visible from the road for all those convening at Easter Sunday Mass. I'm still not sure why...i help, i try, i do not subscribe.

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