1. Mass was a place to be seen.
Going to mass was just another social outing for those of us from the countryside. Missing the weekly pilgrimage to Sunday mass was not to be heard in your household, because then it would have the other families gossiping. You and your siblings would have a great time messing, while your parents prayed as hard as they could for the Lord to grant them at least one lotto win, even the local parish one!
As the years progressed, you’d hope to make eye contact with the girl you fancied. Every last minute of your attendance would have to be perfect, from your genuflection to your walk up to the altar for communion. You’d leave mass hoping she noticed, and maybe she’d be stopping at the filling station for sweets too!