Eric Roe Dayton, Ohio, 1988 I’d been trained to find evil in the most innocuous-seeming detail. When it came to music, nothing non-Christian was ever innocent.
Eric Roe Rural Northwest Ohio, 1979 The drive took a long time. If my mom and stepdad talked at all, their voices were low and their words few. We arrived at a house surrounded by farmland shrouded in darkness.