A young priest friend of mine had been assigned to various parishes in Eastern Pennsylvania including ministering to the criminal ward at the Philadelphia General Hospital so he had heard his share of the dark side. This day in question he was stationed in a small parish in a town near Marcus Hook Pa. a oil refining community on the banks of the Delaware River. The rectory doorbell rang and he answered to see a young man on the steps who said "My wife is out in the car and I would like to talk to a priest." Fr. Joe said "Bring your wife in and we can talk in a conference room." The man said "You don't understand, my wife is in the trunk of the car." Fortunately, the old pastor was in the house and he arrived and took over the scene and it was his name in the newspapers the next day and my young friend had been spared. But nothing they taught him in the seminary prepared him for that day the doorbell rang.
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