The beveled glass of an empty Yoo-Hoo bottle sparkled under the fluorescent lights, spinning wildly as the eighth graders held their breath. Floorboards squeaked above us as we sat on cracked linoleum tile in the church rectory’s basement. We weren’t supposed to be down there. Our young Jesuit priest, Father Sweeney, fresh out of seminary, had organized a mixer of Catholic and Methodist junior high students. Vatican II declared that Protestants were not heretics, just separated brethren. Father Sweeney hoped a gathering might provide opportunities to better understand our new Christian friends. During the party, eight of us sneaked down the stairs and started a game of Spin the Bottle.…