A candid letter to my evangelical parents, after Trump (a follow-up)

Julie Ruth
Nov 3 · 6 min read
“Cowlane, Ohio Field” by the author (and her family home’s side yard)

“No.”

“I’ll never do that. I gotta get out of here.”

“Just…no.”

Those words were stamped on my soul as a young girl growing up in rural Ohio. I spoke them often, and meant it. I needed air, light, and magic, and there was no air, light, or magic to be found in Amish country for a wanderer like…

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Julie Ruth

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I spend my days in digital strategy, and sometimes I write about it. I also write about social justice, entrepreneurship, women and religion.

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