When I was 10 years old, I passed out in church.It was the 1980s, and I was attending a Catholic school in the Archdiocese of Boston. At least once a year, Cardinal Bernard Law would say Mass at our school's house of worship. It was a big day on the school calendar. Everyone had to be on their best behavior. As the head of the archdiocese, his eminence was to be respected. The nuns - our teachers - were especially strict on this point: no monkey business.I woke up in the school nurse's office.