Sometime in the last few days I read (but can't remember where) a funny story that brought back memories of going to confession and of hearing confessions. We were required to report not only the nature of the sin, but also how often we had committed it:--"I talked back to my mother six times."so that the priest would know how serious the problem was.In the story I read, a good Catholic boy somehow managed to start a fire that resulted in the family house being burned down. When he went to confession the next time, he said: "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. I burned down our houseonce."If anyone else saw the story, perhapsyou could let me know and Ill add the link.Thanks to David Nichol (below), here's the link: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/06/14/AR2008061401903.html