Okay, I admit it: I was raised in a small town in rural Indiana, which had three Protestant Church—I belonged to the Methodist brand—and one Catholic Church. We got used to being taunted by the Catholic kids: we were going to hell because we weren’t members of their one true church. But mind you, it was a peaceful community; many true friendships developed despite the religious divides. Of course, on our Protestant side of the divide, we believed in our share of nonsense, but the older I got, the more I came to see that the Vatican is a champion at pushing nonsense.
A Second Visit to the Cahan’s:

I attended another wonderful meeting in the Cahan’s Presbyterian meeting house in Stranooden, County Monaghan, in the Republic of Ireland. Monaghan, my home county, is part of the Province of Ulster, but not a part of Northern Ireland, which is sometimes, poetically, called “Ulster”. Again, the topic of Presbyterian decline came up.




