Also a teenage Ricardian, but I cannot imagine anything I could have done as a teenager (up to and including heroin and pregnancy) which would have caused more horror in my family than expressing interest in the Latin Mass. We (being the immigrant Irish sort of Catholic) had apostased dramatically in the 1890s or thereabouts, and the shockwaves were still rippling; my mother had to leave Notre Dame in a hurry in 1978 because the incense and candles were affecting her so badly.