Father, I can’t take this,” I said.  “Why not?” “Because you’re a priest, Father.” “And my money’s no good because of it? What are you? A member of the Masonic Lodge?” “Naw, Father,” I said. “I just feel guilty taking money from you.”  “Well, you’re Irish and Jewish. You have to feel guilty over somethin’, don’t ya? Take the money and be happy ye have it.
John William Tuohy, No Time to Say Goodbye: A Memoir of a Life in Foster Care
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