I was born into a rural, small-farming household in the West of Ireland just after the Second World War. From a religious point of view, my upbringing was about as traditional as you could imagine.
Mass, confession, benediction, and novena to Our Lady in a nearby monastery every Saturday.
My parents were religious, but I think towards the end of their lives, they began to have questions of their own. Maybe not so much my father, who died in his early sixties, but more obviously my mother, who lived almost to ninety.
