Nov 20, 2022
5 min read
Losing My Religion, One Piece At A Time
And Why I Won’t Say I’m Sorry.
In my childhood, I was raised by my Italian father’s faith, the Roman Catholic Church. I loved the pipe organ’s bellowing sound like it was blasting the sins right out of our flesh and bones, and the angelic voices from the choir loft seemed to envelope us like a soft hug from a familiar friend. But, other than a few appealing aesthetics and…
