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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 135
I have no idea who initiated the divorce, but the SWAG system, (Scientific Wild
Assed Guess), tells me Betty threw his ass out. So, he and my Mom went before a JP
sometime before I was born. Afterward, according to society, I was legitimate. I wasn‟t
a bastard child.
But, according to those in charge of the Catholic church, I was. I learned things
weren‟t gonna change for me in that regard. Still, he must‟ve believed something,
because Mom essentially had no religion when they met. Her family would allege
themselves Lutherans, if asked, but they never went to church.
It reminds me of the guy at a supermarket check-out lane. He saw a man in
clerical clothing and asked if he was from a nearby church. The religious man said,
“Why, yes. I‟m Father Murphy. I‟m the priest at St. Thomas Church, just a few blocks
down.”
The other fellow said, “Really? Heck, that‟s my church.”
Father Murphy was a bit confused. “You say it‟s your church? I‟ve been the
pastor there for seven years, and I don‟t recall ever seeing you at services.”
The other guy merely shrugged. “Hey, I never said I was a fanatic.”
Still, that David thing and I were raised Catholic. My folks spent money they
needed for other things on our tuition. We went to church every Sunday, and Mom
always had us fill in our tithing envelopes, including a fifty cent piece. It‟s equal to more
than $10 in today‟s money. They also put money in.
To tell you how lecherous the church became, they once posted a listing in the
annual church bulletin with the names of every family in the parish. Next to those names,
they showed the amount tithed by that family the previous year.
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