This is nothing to reply to, just a little story I remembered. I've never quite been sure what to make of it.

An old friend of mine is a Japanese-Canadian who, with his family, was banished to an internment camp in the second world war. I've seen pictures of the camp, and he's described it to me. It was terribly bleak.

I asked him, "What did your parents do there to pass the years?"

He grinned. "Mostly they went to the United Church."