sollers

My mother always gave that as one of (many) reasons never to marry a Catholic (that if push came to shove, the priest would always urge the baby not the mother to be saved, I mean). Admittedly, my mother was an anti-Catholic bigot (we went into Notre Dame when I was 16 and she, therefore, 57 and she was actually triggered by the candles and incense and had to be taken out in a hurry) which is slightly more justifiable given the circumstances in which the family left the Catholic church in the 1890s.