|Fred Robert Slade, Jr. as a young boy|
Photo of a framed photo
|St. Paul's Catholic Church, Portsmouth, VA|
from Google Images
Daddy and his brother had to sneak around to play with their Baptist friends over on the other street. When their friend announced he was going to be baptized, Daddy and his brother slipped away to go watch. “Watch” indeed. Those Baptists had a POOL right inside the church. That surely had to be something to see.
They quietly stepped inside and sat at the back of the church. They couldn’t risk being seen by an adult who might later casually comment to their grandmother that they had seen the boys in the Baptist church.
But the young candidate for baptism saw his buddies. He did. He immediately pinched his nose and jumped into the baptismal pool. Had it been deep enough, he might have tried a cannonball!
The baptizee’s mother swung around and shot a look at those naughty Catholic boys who surely must have instigated such behavior in her precious boy. Daddy and his brother took off running, petrified that their grandmother would find out they had been inside a Baptist church.