My cousin’s husband, after a career in the Marine Corps, became a teacher and went to work in a Catholic school near Philadelphia. Eventually he became principal. Even after the school closed and he moved to another, he remained friends with the priest from the first parish, and finally, he and my cousin both joined the Catholic Church.
When my husband and I joined the Church, my mother said, “Thank God your grandpop is in his grave!” He was a bit prejudiced, having grown up Protestant in Northern Ireland. Now, half of his grandchildren and almost all his great-grandchildren are Catholic.
What a great family story. I bet you laugh about your grandfather’s views when you get together.