I played in the Salvation Army band until I was about 12 and went to their services 3 times on a Sunday and twice during the week for band practice, I hated it but I went because nearly the whole of the Salvation Army in my town consisted of my family, from the officers to the entire band and band leaders. I didn't want to stop attending because I felt I was letting my family and traditions down, my Grandfather even played in the band at the funeral of William Booth. It wasn't until I started Bible study that I really started questioning these beliefs and tolerated it no longer and told my Bible teacher (my Cousin) that none of it makes sense and I couldn't believe it and I wanted to stop Bible classes, that went down like a lead balloon!! I never went back, I was out for good, best thing I ever done, I am however very proud of my roots, not so much for the religious side but for the immense good the Salvation Army does for so many people and mostly unpaid.