Really when we were growing up we really did not go to church as such. My father was not someone who really practiced any religion and…well, yes he practiced wine, women and song!

And we will drop that subject with that.

I had a classmate whose father was the minister in one of the more…oh, this is going to sound terrible, holy-roller-type of religions?

And she just, “Oh you don’t want to be in the same shape your father was when he died without any God in his heart,” and all that. It turned me away from religion. It really did.

My husband was Presbyterian and we started going to church when we first married and now we’re Presbyterians. We both have been officers in our church.