From 1958 to 1962, I attended an all male Catholic military school in Atlanta. It was run by the Marist fathers, a missionary order that preached the Gospel primarily to the inhabitants of Micronesia, Melanesia, Fiji, Tonga and…Georgia. So the poor priests had a choice between ministering to primitive natives armed with spears and living in thatched huts or us. Looking back, if I had been one of my teachers, I would have opted for Pacific duty just to avoid having to have daily contact with the likes of me and my classmates. Don’t get me wrong. Compared to today’s […]