My parents were married in 1956, in a Catholic church. Mom was Protestant. That very fact that she was, caused a lot of issues to rise on my dad’s side of the family, all devout Catholics. I’m really not sure how well my mom was liked by her in-laws, but in the years to follow, despite the family’s animosity, she refused to convert to dad’s religion. Mom was a gentle woman, very loving and giving. She wasn’t one to meddle in other’s affairs yet she stood her ground when she believed she was right. I was born in 1958 and by the time that I was 6 or 7, a silent war raged on that I was unaware of. Mom wanted me to know both religions, so I went to church school at a Baptist church on Tuesday afternoons as a time-release from my regular schooling. On Saturdays, one of my parents drove me to another church school at the family’s church (St. Vincent) for a couple of hours of Catholic teachings. This went on for at least a year, maybe two. I remember that one day, sometime af...
I hate those gray, gloomy, rainy days too! I'd much rather live in sunny Florida - or anywhere else warm & sunny! But then I always have to remember wherever there is warmth, that is where the bugs & spiders also thrive! At least in Michigan we have a season that is so intolerable that it kills those suckers off! But I find it intolerable too & barely manage to live through it year after dreary year! *sigh*
ReplyDeleteWe were supposed to have gotten rain yesterday, but it never came. Good thing since we were out in the boat on Union Lake with family!
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And ditto with warm weather and SNAKES!!! Ugh-I hate them things! LOL
DeleteIt's still been nasty here all day...boo-hiss! :(