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Well with the “New edition” of the registry seemingly coming out every week, they will have to create a separate library just to store all the volumes. We are required to memorize all 44 Million words by heart and recite them on the spot or be sent to the gallows.

Although sarcasm, that is how I feel things have gone from zero to 50 from when I was first put on the registry in 1997. If they keep adding rules and restrictions, we will all have to be the first people to volunteer for that Mars Mission.

Vindicated

I will keep you in my prayers so you can have peace and comfort.
In the meantime I give you this verse from the good book.

John 14:27

Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.

A guy in my group got pulled over for busted taillight. Officer urged him to get it fixed, then they shook hands and went their separate ways.

The more these situations unfold this way, the more my discomfort diminishes over time.

Address checks I must have had over a dozen by now. No one’s been dramatic or disrespectful, and often they are over in a matter of seconds.

The more non-dramatic address checks I get, the less I jump when the doorbell rings.

Once in awhile I’ve gotten an urgent-sounding call from my registration office over some apparent glitch. Each time, it has been worked out without incident. As have my numerous visits there.

While I try not to let my guard down, each time these contacts happen without incident, the stress is less and less.

A lot of what helps with this is just being an FAC member. It makes me more confident in my knowledge of the law, so I don’t become one of those “I didn’t know I was supposed to register that” type of arrestees.