As a child growing up in Evansville, Indiana, Dax Riggs looked forward to the weekends. His parents were divorced, and Dax lived with his mother, a Jehovah’s Witness. Every Saturday Dax headed out with his mother and the rest of the congregation to neighborhoods further and further away to spread the good Word. Dax had the routine down.
“Hello, we’re visiting your neighborhood and we’d like to share some info with you about Armageddon. May I come in for a moment?” Dax’s crusading days were cut short at the age of ten, when he stayed up and...
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