The Best Part of Heaven Is the Memory of Hell
<p>You’re warned about the devil. I was, anyway. A half-folkloric, half-real presence that no one ever really told you how seriously you should take. Baptized and confirmed, sent from one Catholic school to another, I picked up somewhere in the somnolent classes the idea that God was real.</p>
<p>The devil was talked about far less often. Some characters remain trapped in the amber of their time.</p>
<p>You were warned about hell, though. The final destination of murderers and rapists and Hitler and anyone who didn’t finish their vegetables or sing gustily along with dirge-like Catholic hymns. A place of pain and misery, luridly decorated with all the torments the deeply limited imaginations of our teachers and priests could conjure.</p>
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