Now, I’ve followed this campaign over the last few years, and have considered donating, but something always held me back (and it wasn’t the feeling that the board would just waste it on gold plated faucets). I’ve realized that what was holding me back was the bad taste that Unirondack left in my mouth. Don’t get me wrong, I love the place, and I have made many life-long friends from my time there, but there is a dark underbelly that nobody ever seems to want to talk about. My time at Unirondack completely destroyed my faith in Unitarian Universalism. I have always been an atheist, but strongly believed that the UU principles meant that I was a welcome member of that community. It really started to dawn on me that not everyone abides by these principles when someone publicly questioned my place at Unirondack in the middle of the dining room at lunch. It was twenty years ago, so I don’t remember exactly what was said, but it was suggested that, as an atheist, I did not belong. My commitment to UU started to unravel.