Tinker, let's just say that this occured in the late 1970's when I was 18. And my sweetie was not Episcopal, just his friend and his parents. Also, not in Newark, in a nearby town--head up Bloomfield Ave about 4 towns, I think, hang a left at a beautiful ancient oak tree and go south a couple of blocks :-) Haven't robbed any cradles lately, so no worries!