Father Vincent
This is a true story, it happened when I was 12 and I was an alter boy. When I had just turned 12 I lived with my single mother and attended Catholic school. My mom thought it would be good for me to be an alter boy and I had been for a year or so. I just turned 12 when my mom got a new very good paying job that required her to work weekends, so she went to our priest and explained her situation. Father Vincent who was a tall thin man in his 40s told my mom she could drop me off on Sunday mornings on her way to work, around 5:30 am. The first Sunday she dropped me off still in my pajamas at the front door of the rectory. Father …