I was born the son of a carpenter...GO figure right...
I went the route as a child in strict 60's Roman Catholic Sicilian Father Irish English mother. Religion never made sense to me.As a child we had Churches with a big cross with JAHEEESUS on it...And we had other statues of mary holding lil baby child Jaheeesus .
We had a scene of women all around at the feet of Jaheeesus while hanging there on the group W cross...(A lil Arlo Guthrie Joke for the hippies out there).
And then one day you're shuffled off to a class room on sundaay morning while your parents go off to church.And this nun is reading from "THE BOOK"
and she reads And Moses says yall can't be maki'n false Idols .... So they destroyed the idol.