My mother is a true believer in the RCC. Raised Baptist in Alabama, she had a deconversion herself: her father was a firm believer in "call NO man master", being a Black Man in AL stating this theory caught him a lot of trouble, surprisingly from his own Black Baptist church. My mother soom left the fellowship along with her sisters and a couple of brothers. Shortening the tale, along came my sister, me and my brother. We were raised RCC and unfalteringly placed in Catholic schools for all 12 years, each of us. By the time I was 11, I firmly disbelieved in mythology, though I found it highly entertaining! I never before thought to question whether a man named Jesus lived in the sky and died for me. By the time I began to question ALL of the fables, my teachers didn't appreciate it, and consistently got called into one office or another to be labeled a "malcontent". I got busy being a teen girl on the loose, and never thought too much more about it until I was stationed in Cuba (ex-N

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