Richard C. Amo:  

Well, why the hell not! First of all, my memories are all profoundly enjoyable ones of our years together. Strangely enough, my memories of our days at Glenclyffe are the most vivid. Hudson, NH seems to be a bit of a blurr and our monastery years seem to be even hazier. I remember Maryknoll (2 years) almost. I remember working at St. Columbanus in Peekskill from which my classmates had to rescue me. I never knew who, but some of you were bold enough to stick it to him who was in charge of field ed. and go right to the top so I would not be given an F for my humble though dedicated service. For which I am grateful, and say thank you even now if so grossly delayed. From Glenclyffe to Milton, a fantastic experience with Fr. Donatus and the others. We began with 29 in our freshman year. We arrived at novitiate with 12 and 8 new guys who joined us on our way making us 20 novices. I will never forget Jerry Brown's question on the first day concerning devotion to the Sacred Heart. "I have a devotion to Jesus' big toe!" You were gone by the next day, Jerry. Too bad too, it would have been a surprise delight with you around. Hudson started after our “one year and a day” profession. What a difference and a shock for us...as well as for everyone else, I think. I remember the pontoon/speed boat debate for one. Sorry about that! How can we forget the night of the all out attack on our invading teenagers that one late night? Also I recall the graduation of our seniors with Fr. Leonard explaining to the police that the culprits of disturbance were our own seniors. We all remember, of course, the death of Quentin (RIP). That was a lot for our first year. After that, I don't remember too much. Terrance was always a good sport, Maurice, an inspiration, PD a model, and the rest, as I mention, all good memories. I would be amiss to not mention my own production of St. Cecilia’s night. The on stage production blew most minds; most especially Leonard’s who commented that he could not believe what he saw that night (buzz, buzz). Clerics are by nature incapable of culture. So that was one for me. Thanks guys! I want to mention all the guys from California. They added so much to our experience like the visit of the “Bishop from Africa” at our arrival, right Chris? I have not one disappointing memory of any of it....well…going to Maryknoll. I am not talking about the bus breaking down on our first day, but the change that took place when that experiment began. So I guess we were all seldom home to coagulate enough into memories. I wish to mention again my being favored as the only one to have “his own” car on the property. Thanks Regis! So it was an old Rambler...it ran me around...right up to the last day when it died at the front gate of the monastery. Talk about timing, or a miracle. When I brought it to the mechanic for a spruce up in the beginning, he told me not to touch it. Well, I paid only $35.00 for it...at least the pastor did. Enough on that! Then, there was Bishop Pernicone. I cannot leave out each and every ordination: right to 09/11/71 at Yonkers. Deo Gratias! Semper! I am having problems thinking in Latin or Spanish as if I ever thought in either. Dacian asked me to go to Guam. I asked him to give me a week, I don't know why. I was going to say yes anyway. So I did and I loved it. Agaña Heights was my first love. Three years on Guam and three on Saipan. I do not have enough space here to relive those years except to say they are as clear as a bell. All the guys and the people were marvelous. From there I got back to White Plains and Paul S. asked me to go to Westchester County Medical Center (Grasslands). I said yes, of course. I did work at Alexian Brothers’ Hospital in Elizabeth, NJ one summer as a cleric which was just the incentive for Paul to ask. From there I went to Greenwich Hospital, to Norwich State Hospital with Tom Wilt which I enjoyed tremendously. Thank you, Tom Wilt, for putting up with me. You were an absolute pleasure. From there to Stamford to learn Spanish for only a day or two and then off to Abington, MA to be temp-guardian at North Abington. Thank you, Don Bosco, for your confidence. I had less than a year there filling in f...Expand for more