I knew him for several years, dated him for about one. You had to look out for yourself when you were dating. My parents gave me lots of warnings before I left Ireland. Our wedding reception was at my sister's house and our honeymoon was in Washington DC, to be educational, to learn something about the country. She's a nurse now.
Religion is no different here than it was in Ireland.
Mass on Sundays, weekly confession. Just like at home. The year I came to America, there were few allowed in. When I told people I was applying, they never expectd that I'd be accepted. Others who applied with me weren't.