My upbringing was thoroughly secular. We went to no place of worship, our Sundays were for gatherings at my grandparents’ house. My father read me the Gospels out of a desire for his children to obtain a kind of cultural literacy, though while I was young he never said anything to indicate whether or not he himself believed, not wanting to discourage us…
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