It's really none of their business when strangers ask about one's religion. It's never stopped anyone. Had such an incident just last week in the warm water pool at the Wellness Center. The woman and I have acquaintances in common, and I know where those people go to church. One thing leads to another and the first thing you know, I was in a corner. I'm not a Baptist, have eaten with friends in many of their churches. Used to attend Episcopal services with my late husband until we both were too old to climb the stairs--and maybe the social strata. I wiggled out of the corner by talking about "Girls Gone Wild." Now there's a topic on the front page of today's paper, to vote about. And my water pal and I were on the same side of the question about how those who want to see such channels are going to anyhow. And then the conversation veered off to the Inquirer, and how her son-in-law, who used to be the janitor in my building, had to cart out many such magazines from the nice little old ladies who live here.
Other topic: I think the election between Corker and Ford was cultural, not political. What do you think?