What was interesting about my athiest father was a close friend of the local rc priest. They frequently visited each other, fished trout together, and even shared a drink or two on occasion.

When questioned about the odd relationship, I once overheard my father say "the reason we get along is we do not impose our "personal" views on each other. We have common interests and he, (the priest) knows he is not going to convert me and I know I am not going to convert him. So, we put aside those personal differences and talk about other things and just enjoy each others company".

Again, it makes sense to me.