Lost one of my best fishing buddies to Father Pat Odonnell over in Spokane. Turned out he kept it a secret for about 30 years. Just after his son turned the same age he was when he was molested by this POS the stories started to surface. The morning Tim took his life Odonnell's pic was on the front page of the Spokane paper. Tim's wife found him stairing at it at breakfast and for the first time ever he admitted what had happened. At lunch that day Tim left work and went down the block to the train yard and laid accross the tracks in front of incoming fraight train. I hate this subject.
0 tolerance. Light him up