Thomas Sheehan:
CLASS OF 1977

Wakefield Memorial High SchoolClass of 1977
Wakefield, MA
Bishop Connolly High SchoolClass of 1988
Fall river, MA
Wakefield Junior High SchoolClass of 1973
Wakefield, MA
Doyle Elementary SchoolClass of 1971
Wakefield, MA
Burke Elementary SchoolClass of 1971
Peabody, MA
Thomas's Story
I share my home with 25 other men and several cooking, housekeeping, and administrative staff. It's amazing to share this in this space, because I realize how unusual that is, compared to everyone I know outside of vowed religious orders and congregations. Basically, I feel better, more fulfilled, and more productive than I have ever felt in my life. I would not trade this for anything.
I could say the same thing about my unusual work and study history since I left college (Holy Cross in Worcester, MA, where I started this whole thing, and where I live now). There were certain values and a spirituality and appreciation for both feeling and thought that drew me toward applying to become a Jesuit (and eventually a priest), and toward healthcare chaplaincy and clinical pastoral education. That is my work.
It was a difficult journey, with many personal and relational obstacles to overcome, but never without the support and guidance others as I found out who I was and became that person.
As other classmates of mine have reminded me, my life as child and as a teenager was no picnic. I did have to reckon with all of that over many years as a Jesuit, because the leftover pain interfered with my life and my work.
In spite of the difficulties, I have many good memories of singing in college choirs, sightseeing, bicycling, going to concerts and movies, making many good friends, and growing as a person and a professional caregiver in healthcare, and supervising the work of the many gifted, generous people I have trained.
Now I have been given the amazing gift of being right where I need to be: where someone like me who is overly sensitive but integrated enough has a huge advantage over others, because in hospitals and nursing facilities, it is frankly impossible for anyone to ever be sensitive enough. Because of that result, I can truly say that life has been very good to me.
My work is hard, but over the years I have had many good relationships with supervisors, superiors, and mentors at work and in my Jesuit community. Yes, there have been plenty of bad relationships, too, but at this point I can honestly say that I have had more good relationships than bad.
I do miss some friendships I have had to end, and others where there were cutoffs that have never been healed. Just this past week, while recovering from hernia surgery, a social worker asked me about some difficulties that I had in the past, and told me about her daughter, who is facing the same thing. She told me that the most difficult thing for her daughter is the lack of acceptance and the put-downs she receives from her peers. We agreed that fear is behind this treatment.
But, I told her that if it were only fear, then more information would stop it, but it doesn't (I know this from my experience of the past few years, as I have come to understand my thinking and feeling, and many around me have treated me poorly---including my closest friends.)That means that something else is present---namely, judgment, self-righteousness, and lack of empathy.
So basically, through my physical (like asthma and a big heart attack in 2004) and other difficulties, I've been given the chance to connect with people whom I would otherwise never connect with, and who I would also probably fear and judge. I meet lots of patients in my hospital, but I also meet staff, and little by little others who are associated with my community. There is a deep bond that forms between us very quicky, as we both come to realize that there really is at least one more other person in the world who understands us.
What I have discovered more and more over the years is that in small moments of conversation with total strangers, powerful things can happen to one or both of us as a result of that chance encounter. I start every day clearing the way for whatever might happen through meditation and prayer. Then I gradually enter into that day, putting together the referral messages and strategizing with my fellow chaplains. Then I have these amazing and sad encounters with patients and staff, chart and log everything, make my own referrals and staff consultations, head home tired but thankful for the day, meet with my community for dinner, take care of me, reflect on what I learned, give back to a greater being all the pain and that loss I cannot hold onto, connect with some friends, and sleep.
I find that a greater and greater part of my week is now involved with educating my fellow employees and medical residents about key relational issues, and perhaps an increasing understanding of my lengthy clinical education and the nature and purpose of pastoral care. I am also bringing Holy Cross pre-meds Holy Communion to Catholics. I'm hoping that through their volunteering they can begin to understand the meaning of their career choice to them and to the people they will serve.
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can see, I have moved and changed jobs many many times. In the Jesuit Order, we take vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience. In following the vow of obedience, we have to go wherever our superiors send us, so my work and education history reflect the orders I received from my superiors. Sometimes things worked out, sometimes they didn't, but my openness to being moved around was a key indicator of my faithfulness to being a Jesuit.
My reflection upon God's call to me in my life and my conclusion that I was being called to be a priest led my superiors to confirm that call and ordain me. It usually takes 12-14 years of work and study for a Jesuit to get to that point, after he has graduated from college. It's much shorter if they've completed graduate degrees. I entered in 1983, I took vows in 1985, and I was ordained a deacon in 1996, and a priest in 1997.
Going to public schools was very important for me. It opened doors for me in my training for hospital chaplaincy, and my training to supervise students in Clinical Pastoral Education. I say that because I grew up surrounded by Protestants and people of other faiths and no faith, and I was taught by them all through grade school. That gave me a reference point, and an ability to trust, which then helped them to trust me. They helped me to understand Catholicism, because I had to explain it, which means I had to understand it myself, including all the contradictions.
I had great times as a kid and a college student, singing and playing my clarinet and tenor sax, working in the college dining hall, learning how to live on my own away from home, making my own schedule, hanging out with friends, doing service projects in Worcester and service at the Masses on campus, and studying, which I mostly loved. I had great spiritual directors, and I made a type of Ignatian retreat that taught me about the Jesuits. I continued all this for an extra year in the Jesuit Volunteer Corps:East, and then I worked in a nursing home for a year as an orderly while I waited to be admitted into the Jesuit Order.
The first two years after entrance I worked in various service projects around Boston, and taught high school for a semester. Then I took vows and went off to Spokane, WA for philosophy studies. I studied philosophy and Spanish, traveling to Mexico for the first time to study Spanish there in the summer of 1986. After Spokane, I returned to New England and taught in a high school for a year, then worked at a Hispanic youth project for a year, then taught at another high school for a year.
After that I spent a summer in Paris studying French, then I began my theology studies in Cambridge, MA. During the summers, I began my hospital training to become a chaplain. I continued my training after graduating in 1993. I went to St. Louis to do residency programs in a hospital and an eldercare facility. After that I was accepted into a program in New Orleans where I could be trained to train others in pastoral care. I left New Orleans in 2001. These were years of great growth for me, and I really developed this calling I had felt for many years for caring for the sick and dying, since my days as a Pre-Med student at Holy Cross.
I took a sabbatical, then I worked for a year and a half at an urban parish in Boston, then I went off for some more job training. I returned in 2005, after suffering a big heart attack in December of 2004, then undergoing rehabilitation. I had to get a defibrillator implanted in my chest because of my heart failure and the danger of experiencing a fatal arrhythmia.
After that, my provincial superior requested that I work at a bookstore for a year to see if I could handle the physical activity, so I got a job as a cashier at Borders in Chestnut Hill, MA. I worked there for a little over a year. It was OK. I had a chance to meet people I would never meet in a hospital. I got to practice setting limits with them on a daily basis. Following that job, I spent 6 months covering for a Jesuit priest who works at a state prison. It went well, but I really missed being in a setting where the employees are at least expected to care. I worked for a few months as a per diem chaplain at a hospital in Boston, then I got a full time job with benefits here in Worcester.
As far as hobbies, I would say that music listening and connecting with old friends and acquaintances through Classmates.com, Reunion.com, and Facebook are two things I really like. It's great to be in touch even with a few people again from way back when.
Well, I could say much more, but I think this gives a pretty good picture of me in the present. Please feel free to prompt me if you want to know more. That will help me to frame whatever else I can say so it fits what people are looking for. Don't be surprised if I ask you to fill me in on your life, so we can stay even.
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