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When he was one year old, I left home to enter the Society of Jesus.  Over the next four years I saw him about once every two months, for a couple of hours, when the family came to visit me in the Jesuit Novitiate at Wernesville, Pennsylvania.


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When he was one year old, I left home to enter the Society of Jesus.  Over the next four years I saw him about once every two months, for a couple of hours, when the family came to visit me in the Jesuit Novitiate at Wernesville, Pennsylvania.


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By AT 3:00 A.M. | By Fr. James Reuter, SJ | June 10, 2006 - 12:00am

When my brother Ken was born, I was 17 years old. I was in the yard, in back of our house, boxing with my Dad, because my Grandfather told us to stay out of the house until they gave us permission to come in. Ken...

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