As for the story... Forgive me for not quoting. But believe me, this story most vividly brings back a thousand memories from my childhood. Like the time when a button came loose on my blouse, and I found a needle and some thread and sewed it back on, feeling proud of myself for doing so. And then the phone rang, and it was my grandfather, and he asked me what I was doing, and I told him about the button... and he had a fit, you know? Because it was Sunday. I was doing work on a Sunday and now I might burn in hell, you know?
And my poor, dear aunt, who I miss terribly. She just loved Sound of Music with Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer, and she saw it on TV whenever Swedish TV showed it. But on one occasion she couldn't resist seeing it in a movie theater, and afterwards she was almost shaking with fear... because if you saw a movie in a movie theater you might go to hell, you know? [Frown]
Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ, Ann! No wonder you turned atheist! I would've too.
Seriously though, it's sad that people are so hell -bent (pun intended) on turning something meant for beauty and comfort into something fearsome and nasty. It's like Mahatma Ghandi said isn't it? "I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians."
Okay. </OT>
