You're the Best Kind of Tax Collector, Right?

You're the oldest child of 10 and your dad has been dragging you from one borough of double into another, just trying to stay one step ahead of his debts. And while you loved her and depended on her for her affection, you're so arrogant and so resentful of Catholicism that even when she asked you to come pray by her bedside, you refused. So full of the one true faith, Brad? Yeah. See, see, to Joyce, Catholicism was fine if you were in France or someplace else. But in Ireland, Catholicism was like Black magic. Oh, yeah. It's interesting. We'll get into that a little bit too.