in my prayers....
but you know, being “devout” is not the same thing as being holy...or even the same thing as being close to God.
We visit them every summer for a couple of weeks.
My wife, mother in law and whichever of the kids/grandkids were with us would go to Mass, Father in law and I would go for an icecream and watch the evening promenade (It is a tradition in small Italian towns).
Getting him inside the church usually took a crowbar, a wedding or a coffin!