God was dead. We Baby Boomers replaced that entity with the Ph.D. psychologist. For three years multiple times a week I went to the Oracle at the University of Michigan Psychiatric Center. When he went on vacation in August I was on hold. That's the way it is when you buy into a bill of goods not blessed by the church but academia.
Strange as it may seem, some creatures still worship at that altar of psychotherapy. A young man at our 12-step meeting lamented this evening that he would "be all alone" in August. Yes, his shrink will be on vacation all next month.