Monthly Archives: August 2011

Church Ladies’ Poker Night

Today is Friday, which – needless to say – makes tonight special. Across the city, a variety of observances mark the end of a long work week. Downtown, New Yorkers will be meeting at happy hour after happy hour around quitting time. And when the sun goes down this evening, many neighbors in my historically Jewish neighborhood will take their prayer shawls and one another’s hands and walk to the local synagogue. They will sweetly wish one another, Shabbot Shalom. As for me, I’ll grab a couple of bags of candy and drive straight to Church Ladies’ Poker Night. Continue reading

A Little Less of Them

A few things that seem self-evident about me – that I was raised Roman Catholic; that I left the Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church as a young adult; and that I remain as culturally Catholic today as I was when I wore a plaid jumper to St. Catherine’s parochial school – are not equally obvious to everyone else. I learned this most vividly when I was a seminarian at an interdenominational divinity school, in a conversation with two Episcopalians in the theological library, one of whom was known to me and another of whom was unknown. I said something off-handed about my “clearly” being a former Catholic and was startled by the unknown Episcopalian’s response. “Why clearly?” he asked. Continue reading