Rodney, the eldest son of a respectable Boston family, announced to his shocked father that he intended to live with his swishy boyfriend on Beacon Hill.
“Damn it, Rodney,” the parent responded, “our family came over with John Winthrop, and we’ve never had a scandal such as this.”
“I can’t help it, father, I love him.” “But for God’s sake, son, he’s Catholic!”