I have this memory from when I was 12 years old of going to a friend’s house for a sleepover and feeling quietly scandalized by something I discovered about her and her family. No, they weren’t heroin addicts or part of an armed militia. They. Were. Catholic. And they weren’t even trying to hide it. Seeing the images of Mary all over their house….well, this Church of Christ girl wouldn’t have been more scandalized if those pictures in their living... Read more