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October 24, 1998

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l ehearsM Dinner - Sponsored V Bishop Frey and the Diocese of close friends, visiting bishops and priests from Arkansas gathered in honor of Msgr. McDonald at the Chatham Club in SaVannah the night before he was ordained bishop. rkansas,, Now, he didn't have to Say, "Arkansas" I knew where ttle Rock was. I was wondering anyone in Arkansas would ow where Savannah, Ga., was. The letter was like "Mission lt Possible." It was to self- destruct in 30 seconds. Dir- ections did indicate that the bish- Was to destroy the letter. In the Upper right hand corner was ritten, "absolute secrecy is clenaanded subject to the penal- of the Sacred Penitentiary in Orne,, I knew those Georgia jails ere bad; I surely did not want to go to any jail in Italy. No doubt October 24, 1998 \ the reader is wondering, What was my reaction? I would like to report that I said something pious, like, "Blessed be God" or "It's about time ' The only person who really knows is Bishop Frey. Before a large crowd in Savannah he told the people confidentially what I really said. So, if you choose to tell anyone, please remember to tell them that it is "confidential." Now, I've never admitted to this, but he said that I said, "Well, I'll be damned:' If I were to give consent to the request of the Holy Father, the letter outlined directions. I never considered saying "No ' My atti- tude did not come from an awareness of any abilities or qualifications. I had good health; the Holy Father wanted it. I could only say, "Yes ' I was then to send a coded telegram to the apostolic delegate, such as "Weather fine ' After all, my own brother could be working at Western Union. After the bishop wished me well and departed, I phoned the telegram. Since I know how to type, I followed the next direction and addressed a letter of consent to the Holy Father. I left the rec- tory and drove to the main post office on Bay Street. Before mail- ing the letter, I wrapped Sister Celine's rosary around it. Ex- pecting a hasty reply, I stopped by my own post office branch to see if there was an answer. It was now past 1 1 p.m. I went to the quiet of the church sanctuary, prayed hard, put everything in the hands of Jesus, Mary, Joseph, the angels and saints, my own mother and father, my sister and all in glory whom I had served as a priest. Sleep did not come easy that night. Since I had already an- nounced to the people plans for a vacation in England, Ireland 2S