We used to literally wear our religion on our sleeves--the bright red knit ones of our St. Andrew's Catholic School cardigan sweater. And we wore it even when we weren't in uniform, so proud were we--nyah nyah--that we got to attend parochial school and were one with God. Then one day we saw a truck with a stick-on image of Mary in the back window under "LA VIRGEN" in Old English script and surrounded by fake stained glass roses. We knew we weren't doing enough; the family car could be a rolling billboard of religious devotion. Mom... More >>>