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I walked out of a service, not because of the preacher, but because a woman got mad at me because I was with my baby in the crying room (Maybe nobody calls it the crying room....that's what we called it in the Catholic church I grew up in) and the baby was, you guessed it, crying. She asked to hold my baby at first and when I declined she got mad, told me I was a bad mother and stormed out. She was a pillar of the church. I went and got the keys from my husband and left.
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