The steps of the church defined the eternal square where children played and adults talked after dinner. He remembers the way the church building was at the center of town life.She remembers the way one could hear the bell throughout the day,telling time.And the way the town completely closed down for certain feastdays.He remembers that the church spire was the first thing he’d see walking back into town.Both my parents have tried to describe something of what it was like for them to have grown up Catholic in small Mexican towns.They remember towns where everyone was a Catholic.