As I was coming to the end of Boston College, I had it in mind to work on the railroad. But then my father said, "What are you going to do when you get on the railroad?" I said, "Well, I'd just do the same job, switching switches." And he said, "No, you can't do a job like that. You have all this training; you're not going to do that." So I said, "Well, I've been thinking about joining the Jesuits." He said, "That sounds better." So in January of the year I was graduating, Fr. Maurice Whelton came to me and said, "Weren't you interested in becoming a priest?" And I replied, "Yes, I had that in mind, but it's sort of gone out of my mind now." Actually, it hadn't, but I didn't want to commit myself yet. I went to him later on. I had been thinking about it.

The church was in the middle of things in Kingston. Until the election, the People's National Party was in power. But it looked like they were going to lose power. St. Anne's Parish in Kingston was between the two parties' territories. So you heard a lot of gunfire around. One day, as I was doing baptisms, I saw a man walk through the church yard to go over to the other street. A few minutes later: "Pow! Pow!" The man came back. He had gone and shot someone. I do not know if the person died, but he was firing guns there.

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