I was born, educated and raised Roman Catholic. We went to Church every Sunday (up until Vatican 2 introduced the Sat'day night thing at least).
Our local was St. Cecilia's South Camberwell up in Hillside Parade. I think we were all baptised there. Mum and Dad had some kind of falling out with Father O'Conner (Bernard O'Conner. I think my big brothers called him BOC (not to be confused with Chuck O'Conner from "The Rifleman" which my big brother broke me up once by saying "Chuck O'Conner as far as you can!!!)) that I don't know what it was -- I guess it happened before I was born or something. As a result we all went to school there (except for Gavin where my Mum or the school buggered up so he had to do preps at Glen Iris primary (in Glen Iris Road, not the Peate Ave. one (which was South Camberwell I guess anyway)
I was the only one I remember that went to St. C's on a regular basis. I used to take up the envelope for the sacrificial offering as well. I sometimes stole the money for smokes I seem to remember. For whatever reason my Mum went to Our Lady of Victories in Camberwell, just up from the junction. It was the same Church where Kitty Sullivan got married and Crawford Productions paid a pretty "rights" penny to shoot the wedding there. That was how they funded the renovation during the 70's. Mum always went to the 11:30 Sunday service. She wanted her funeral there when she died. Dad had her funeral at St. Michaels in Ashburton.
Our Lady of Victories is one of Australia's few Basilicas these days -- I guess we have Kitty to thank for that.
Dad was a bit of a fickle church goer. He never liked BOC and would (as it appeared to me when I was young) randomly go to St M's (where he ultimately had his own funeral), St Benedicts Burwood, St Dominics Camberwell and that was about it I guess.
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