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As a freelance columnist for the Ft. Myers, FL daily paper, The News-Press, I write about my generation. I welcome input and ideas of my fellow baby boomers.

Welcome to my boomer blog! If it's happening to/with me, it's probably going on with millions of others of my ilk who were born between 1946 and 1964. I am right in the middle of the boomer rush, from mid America and of the middle class. Need I say more? There are more of us than just about any age group that has thus far been labeled and we have unique experiences and needs. This space will address as many of these that go through my mind as I have time to record them.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Response to previous column


As I rather hoped it would, my last column brought a broad range of interesting comments from readers. It’s also generated conversation that has given me much to think about.

My attempt to write a narrative about a little girl and young woman trying to make sense out of what
 little religious rituals she had encountered offended some. Others wrote to tell me how they identified 
with the confusion and contradictions I had experienced. I regret the use of the word “creepy” to
 describe my first encounter with a Catholic mass. If you can imagine a little girl 
about 8 or 9, with limited religious experience going into a huge
 dark Catholic church where a different language was spoken, and 
nothing was familiar or explained to her in advance. People were 
crossing themselves, standing, kneeling, sitting, standing,
 kneeling.....and genuflecting. I had never seen anything like it, 
and didn't know what to do or think. 

What didn’t make it into the paper was that despite earlier prejudices, I have grown into a person who values religious principles and rituals. I consider myself to be “spiritual,” a term that has become a popular expression of belief in something greater than ourselves. I’ve attended more than one church that reflects the deepest part of me.

Turns out that we baby boomers (especially the older set) are returning to our churches,  or finding new ones in great numbers according to Gallup.

Some thoughts from my Catholic readers:

From Deb:
“This Sunday, I have to say, I was mortified as I read your column. I found your take on the Catholic
 Church very upsetting. I was really, really offended  when you called the Church, my church, "creepy"
 I was born and raised Catholic. I understand there have been many horrible atrocities throughout the
 ages perpetrated by the Church, including the current issues with pedophilia. This makes great fodder
 for those who have an axe to grind with Catholics, for whatever reason. What you and others who
 readily bash the Catholic faith don't seem to know is that the Catholic nuns, charities and congregants
 help more people of this world every single day, and do it with anonymity, than any other faith
 worldwide.  Denouncing a particular religion or faith in today's society is a very slippery slope. 
This article tells me you do not know the good and wonderful side of the Catholic faith/Church at all. 
I am sorry for you for that. Catholics believe we will rest in eternal peace. As we Catholics bid one 
another at the end of our "creepy" Mass, "peace be with you". 
 
From JoAnn:
I was born and raised a Catholic, and I will die a Catholic. Most of my 66 years I went to church and I 
still do. I don’t agree with everything the Catholic Church teaches, but then again, I don’t agree with 
everything other religions teach.  
 
Some other reader feedback:

From Phyllis:
“Nowadays, I live by the Golden Rule and say my own prayers in my own way and I've never been happier.”

From Jerry:
“What effect do you expect if you never find a religious organization with which you have a real affinity?  I have become very comfortable with my "personal relationship" with God.  I feel no need whatever to join up with a bunch of people who have bought into rules someone else concocted and are hell bent on forcing others to go along with those rules, too.”  

From Rosemary:
“I went to the United Church just down at the corner for my formative years, then married a Lutheran minister, and of the Missouri Synod, the most hard-nosed of the lot, and I thought about it plenty.  During those years and the ones following I've been to college and seen most of the world, so I have formed my own ideas too. As we say at the end of all our Unitarian Universalist service.............I will bow to the Mystery. The thing is – 2 friends of mine of different religions – all of us widows now, when we get together it always, always comes up how blessed we have been in our lives.  Each of us feels we have lived in the best of times and in the best of places.”