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How It Happened

It was late and we were feeling good. We snuck behind the church to the outhouse and damn, we rocked that thing until it tipped. What we didnít know was Father Bruce had rigged up a chain and Jimmyís foot got caught. The outhouse fell, the door flew open, shit was everywhere. He was face-down in it, squirming like a fish.

We heard the backdoor open so we ran like hell. Jimmy spent the night in lock-up, stinking up the place.

The judge and his parents gave him a choice. Juvenile Hall, or Catholic School.

Forty years later, meeting the gang for coffee, heís still pissed. Heís Father Jim now, but we still laugh.

Story by:

Tony Press

16 February 2018