This is a very complex subject if my family is anything to go by – even in recent times. Thank goodness for statutory records. This wee tale involves my close family but time does go by, and as most of the subjects have gone on to that better place long since I don’t feel I’m breaching their privacy.
So, my father was Protestant and my mother Roman Catholic, and my mother would only agree to marry my father if the wedding took place in the RC Church …. or not at all! He must have been besotted

because he agreed (and my father stuck to his guns on most things). Two of my older siblings were born over the next 2 or 3 years and both were christened Roman Catholic, although I don’t think they could have been taken to church after that as the situation would have been resolved a lot earlier I think. (I’ve just thought of that – isn’t it strange what you DON’T know about your own family? I don’t suppose I considered it important – my apologies to all of you who do – I honestly mean no offence.)
Several more years passed and the first day of school came for my first sister. From what I can gather, she came home chatting about her day’s activities, including religious studies, and my father found he just couldn’t accept his children being brought up in a religion different to his own. This caused a great deal of trouble between my parents but in the end my father got his way and my sister was moved to a Protestant school. My second sister went to the same school when her turn came.
Some years later the situation must have arisen again when I was born

but it had obviously been resolved by then because I wasn’t christened at all and none of us were brought up in any religion. However, I was always aware of this “difference” between my parents as I grew up. They cared for each other very much and it showed over the many years they were married, but it was always there between them. With that knowledge, I grew up deciding that I would NEVER allow religious differences to cause problems in my life, and that has worked very well for me. I have good friends of various religions, or none at all, and find that respect for others as individuals is much more important to me.
Also, while researching my family tree I have found that some of my father’s ancestors were Free Church, (although I don’t think he knew that) and that one of them was a Reverend – I imagine a minister in the Free Church (because of the marriages of his sisters in that church etc) – although I’m having problems finding him. I know he graduated from St Andrew’s University in the 1860s, was named as an executor in his father’s will some years later and was addressed as the Reverend Finlay Edward McGillivray of an address in Blackridge, Bathgate. However, that’s another story I might get to the bottom of …… one day . It never ends does it?
So, this situation must have cropped up time and again I imagine, making things even more complicated for we who seek them out today. Sorry for the saga. I’ll have to take lessons in keeping my posts short

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Regards
Vee