I think it’s a pretty normal story. I was raised Catholic, was an alter boy, went to Catholic school and then suddenly it 13 it didn’t add up. I talked to my mom and she said it was just over for me. I’m 58 now.

There’s a lot of things about church that I like though, the singing, being part of a multigenerational community over a long haul.

I believe it’s also important to publicly profess that we ought be good, if that makes any sense. Showing up to be part of a group that believes kindness is a virtue to be acted upon is important.