I stumbled across TCM’s broadcast of Life with Father on Sunday night. And though I do love William Powell, that movie is a little annoying. But! I promptly got out my tattered copy of Clarence Day’s book and began chuckling as I read. It seemed appropriate for Father’s Day.

“A man who accepts religion without being religious lets himself in for more hardships than one would suppose. My father persisted most manfully in going to church; and he usually entered its portals at peace with the world and settled himself down contentedly in his end seat: but somehow before very long his expression would darken, as his hopes of hearing a sensible service little by little were dashed; and he came out in an inflamed state of mind that could not have been good for him.” –Clarence Day, God and My Father