Dad went to Catholic school for the first eighteen years of his life, and then went to a Jesuit college for the next four. Even though he didn’t believe in any of it by the time I was born, dad still said it was the best education he ever could have had. The brothers were excellent teachers, and he learned a kind of discipline that he never could have gained, had he not been so rigorously taught from a young age. Also, he learned Latin, which helped him later when he was learning Italian for his honeymoon.