The cane after confession

I first started receiving communion and going to confession when I was eight years old (this was in the 1960s). Mum always took me, and she usually went in to see Father Graham after I did, so I would be saying my penance prayers while she confessed herself.

It was drummed into me at an early age that I should tell Father Graham everything I had done naughty, even if I had already been punished for it, or even if I hadn’t been found out.

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