There was a baptism today at St. James, the Catholic church I attend with my mother when in California, the second in three Sundays I've been here. The baby a fortnight ago was asleep; today's bawled and screamed as his parents and godparents pledged to raise him in the Church. "I didn't ask you," quipped Father Howard, to laughter from the congregation. Cradle Catholics all (or most), this was our story! Easier that way.