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A young man of promise in the late '60s veers to LSD and cosmic light. Stepping away from university to cult life, he steps into pastel jammies, chanting, dancing, and tingling finger cymbals. Passersby yell and laugh, and he laughs back, niched in bliss. Natural intelligence takes him to operational management as labor and meditation define purpose for years until...harsh truth drops like a turd in the punch bowl; a small one, but still. Would you like a cup? He’d challenged the elders of his childhood. What did you do when you had the chance?

Crux is not a Christian book but a collection of secular stories, a few of which underscore Christianity’s obtrusion on others. In these examples, context is Southern Indiana long ago, a lovely natural setting and sometimes harsh backdrop for a young Jew. History is rife with abuse. Personal baggage is unpacked here, no offense intended.

Robust yet complex, these vintage domestics sparkle on the palate with innuendo and overtone. Fruity, nutty, buttery in part; the oak is constrained, the acid balanced with an easy follow and hardly a recoil on the pungent recollection.