Julie Pennington-Russell talks about a friend of hers. She says, he's a man in his late 60's. Rugged, burly, brilliant guy. He's always reminded me a little of the MarlboroughMan. He studied at a prestigious university in the East some years ago, and then he moved to Texas to work on his doctorate. But somewhere along the way he became addicted to cocaine just tumbled into that dark hole. Lost his family, lost his place in graduate school, lost big pieces of himself. But somehow he washed up on the shores of a good church. And when he did, he was…