Couldn't do a meaningful protest, without knowing the enemy . . .
Curiosity pulled me in, and the sense of family kept me there. The camaraderie, the sense there was someone there for you.
It got to the point where I felt that if I ever left, I would end up missing so much. Well, I eventually did leave, and I did miss a lot. on the up-side, I found a wife I truly thought I had lost, so the personal gains far outweighed any loss.
Hm-m, this could turn into a long, possibly teary ramble and, for a dyslexic on an iPhone, that spells sure calamity.
Cheers to all here.