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?
Monday, April 25, 2022
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