On another site, Brit forum members were getting slightly agitated about religion. Something to do with Church of England vs Catholic Church and the connection of both to Brexit, most of which I really didn't understand. I think moderizers contacted certain members privately to prevent a Northern Ireland Catholic vs Protestant style squabble and it died out.

Growing up, we lived on a ranch 14 miles from the small community where I attended country school so not much church exposure for me then. During the summer, Mom & Dad would leave me to visit my great grandmother in another small town. This was in the early 60s - she was born in 1878 - as in elderly at the time.

I don't recall the name of the church she attended... it wasn't a "mainstream" church, but I'm probably better off not mentioning which one it was. I clearly recall the main man stopping by for "donations" in the middle of the week and thought considerably less of him for that, knowing great grandma hadn't much in the way of money. Actually, I was bitter about it for a long time until I considered in a very small town with a very small congregation, he was probably trying to raise enough to buy a few groceries.

In Jr Hi, Mom got me signed up for Wed night youth church. Tough crowd! I got in more fights at church than I ever did in school. My main take away from that concerned watching out for sucker punches. But we sent our daughters to catechism, and they got on well with that. Older daughter attends regularly - younger daughter... not so much.

What prompted this post? Wifey is on her iPad watching Sat. night church and listening to that brough back a few early memories from my religious experiences. SW