*The Last Church in America* might refer to the First Elderian Church of Pugh: geographically located on the edge of a Midwest dimple in an otherwise deserted town, whose zany resident-worshippers occupy themselves with shrinking supplies (especially of peas and pearl onions), shoot at strangers who offer them food, or throw themselves into an upheaval over the curse of Jeconiah. OR...*The Last Church in America* might refer to the peculiar strangers who live across the valley from Pugh, a community referred to by themselves as "the Fellowship" and by others as the "foothill fanatics," heathens of the worse kind. OR...*The Last Church in America* might refer to the Church of Cosmic Control, those living in the valley, whose focus is an ancient totem pole and who always agree that any stumbling blocks must be thrown onto the trash heap of religious history. Is it the dawn of a new day, or is the Age of Aquarius further away than they think? The Last Church in America weaves a hair-trigger tale of bizarre events, offering up sacred cows of disorganized religion on a fiery altar of outrageous satire.

*Robert A. Friedman*, as a long-time pastor, teacher and author, in this volume considers the idiosyncrasies, curious personalities and misplaced loyalties of a stereotypical church and carries the strange mixture to its obvious conclusion.