After her conversion in 1927 Dorothy Day got a job cooking for a community of Marist Brothers. "Fr. McKenna, who was my confessor, said to me, 'It's a good thing that you're not good looking, otherwise Fr. Gurgon wouldn't have considered you.'"
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Geez. What a creepy confessor. I love Dorothy but I think she was misguided in her deference to certain weird priests. Crooked lines, indeed.