Peggy

When I was sixteen and a rebellious kid, being dragged all unwilling to church one summer day, the daughter-in-law of an acquaintance told me quietly, “Thee should try a Quaker meeting. Thee would like it, I think.” Twelve years later I followed her advice. I first came to Friends in Berkeley, when I was a grad student, recently divorced, and tired both of organized Protestantism and of not committing to a religious life. A year or two later, in 1974, I began to attend Orange County Friends Meeting. I joined in 1983. My heart has grown up in this meeting, and many wounds have been healed by it. Friends have given me much love, and helped me when I felt lost. I am very, very happy here.