Monday, April 25, 2022

Baby Baptism

 I was baptized on this date in 1943.  I think my Mom stayed home to prepare the dinner, as was the Catholic custom of baby baptisms back then.  Since I was born on March 28, I was a pagan for less than a month.  The prevailing idea among Catholics back then was that pagans had no chance for heaven and Protestants had a lot rougher go at it than us Catholics.  We had death-bed confession, and last rites, even if we had been bad in life.  Fortunately  a lot has changed in thinking and this is all to the good.  But I am grateful that my parents decided to share their faith with me and that Mom made a good dinner for everyone, except me of course.  So who can remember their baptism date anymore?  

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