Communism’s Lingering Grip on Soul and Society: ‘Generations of Devastation’
Near Atlanta, on a spring day in 1990, I was outside, underneath a large tent with dozens of others seated at tables, each facing a telephone.
I was 6 years old when the call connected to a boy on the other end of the phone, who sounded like he was my age.
I had no other concept of who he was. I wasn’t sure what to ask him, but knew something important was happening because my parents were very excited.
