In the presence of evil.

April 4, 2018 - Abuse, Physical Abuse, Sexual Abuse

My first visit to Mount Cashel took place as a class outing when I attended St. Pat’s. I believe it was 2nd or 3rd grade. It was a swimming outing, as the orphanage had a rather quaint sized pool. You felt it as you walked into the building, you could not quite figure out what it was, but it was there.

The next time I was there was when I was at a program called New Start Project, which was basically a program for troublesome young adults, as I was, to get a start in a trade, either Masonry, Electrical or Carpentry. I chose the latter and that is where I got credit for my first year as I became a Journeyman Carpenter.

Back to Mt. Cashel, we visited to borrow some tools for a job we were doing nearby. We walked in (there was 5 of us, including our instructor, Mr. Gibbons) and that feeling was there again, but this time, it was almost like a force that tried to take control of your very being, that feeling was pure EVIL! We went into the workshop and there were about 6 or 7 of the boys there, fooling around a little, almost having a bit of fun, but you could see it in their eyes, there was fear in them as well.

It wasn’t until one of the Christian Brothers entered the room that I pieced it together, it was like the devil himself had entered and the boys almost cowered in fear at his presence, it was something that stayed with me every day of my life. I wanted nothing more than to get out of there as fast as I could, and I believe I did too, leaving not 30 seconds after witnessing this. I waited in the truck and I never entered that building again.

The weird thing is, I have been to the Sobey’s, now standing where that building once was, and I get that eerie feeling, not as strong, but I believe that evil will linger there forever.

What those boys went through and how they were let down by the system, from social workers, the church, all the way to the Chief of Police will not be forgotten anytime soon, although the church has done everything in its power to not acknowledge that it even happened.

If there is a hell, I hope they all burn there, eternally.

Mount Cashel Orphanage

Sobey’s, Howley Estates

The Boys of St. Vincent


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