Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic

I can almost hear the exclamations and perhaps even outrage at the title of my offering today. However, remember, the purpose of my prose is to enlighten those of you who were not fortunate enough to be raised radical catholic in the era 1950 – 1959 in the hope that some light can be shed…

It is as though I have received a new toy and I am about 8 years old again. All I want to do is play with it! So the title of this entry is for all of you who may be reading this – in your HOARDS- and perhaps were not as fortunate (blessed in…