USA sided with pedophile priests, and soon after, the nation fell Chapter one
by Kay Ebeling (Not final draft editing in progress)
Orwell wrote "1984" in 1948 while isolating over a cold winter in Northern Scotland. I was born in 1948 and have to write this book before I die.Los Angeles 2007
The apartment where my
daughter and I lived in East Hollywood felt like a squat. One wall had no
drywall in several places, and we used the exposed interior as shelves. The
landlord had removed a broken air conditioner and never replaced it so there
was a hole in the wall near the ceiling that let outdoor air in.
I was on the upsweep; I
finally had a reason to dress like a professional again, because about a thousand
lawsuits were going through L.A. Superior Court over pedophile priests. Since the
mid nineties when I found out my sister and I were far from the only victims, that actually ours was one of hundreds of thousands
of stories, I’d been trying to find a way to be an activist on the issue.
Now I had my brand new laptop
that I’d only been able to buy because the writers strike had kept support
staff like me out of work for months, and the lump sum check from Unemployment
meant I finally could afford a computer I could carry with me. I started a blog
http://cityofangels3.blogspot.com
and started covering the cases as well as I could.
Priest defense atty Steier |
I’d been going to hearings with a notepad and pen, now I’d be like the reporters I’d see from the Times and Star News, clacking keyboard keys instead of scribbling illegible notes like me, using a Notehand course I’d taken in phonetic writing in about 1967.
Then I’d post paragraphs like
this on my blog:
He was tall and thin and wore bow
ties, and he was packing up his laptop to leave just as the hearing started.
While counsel for plaintiffs stood
before the judge detailing obstruction of justice the Archdiocese carried out
against pedophile priest victims, the court beat reporter from the L.A. Times
was packing up to leave. And he was the only journalist there besides me.
The judge said something like: “So the
monsignor encountered the priest who then scampered into the woods to hide,
then a nine-year-old boy came out of the rectory with blood running down his
legs, and now defendant will not produce the monsignor for deposition?” to
which plaintiff’s attorney emphasized, “Yes, your honor.”
I grabbed the L.A. Times guy’s arm and
asked, “Why are you leaving?”
“Phil Spector!” he stage whispered and
scampered out of the courtroom to cover the celebrity murder trial up the
street. ***
The Times reporter left with his two
thousand dollar laptop and I stayed at the hearing, scribbling notes into a
dime store notepad. (Read the whole blog
post here https://cityofangels12.blogspot.com/2021/02/several-perfect-storms-led-to-creation.html
)
Now with my laptop and blazer jacket with shoulder pads, I was in the courtroom.
As if I did it all the time, I
opened the computer and looked around. Several lawyers for both the church and
plaintiffs were unpacking documents, but in the gallery, there were no other
news people.
On the way from the subway, I’d
passed the criminal courts building where the same gaggle of about a hundred
reporters were waiting for Phil Spector to arrive for his murder trial.
Now I was still the only
reporter writing about the pedophile priest cases.
I got to write sentences and
paragraphs like this that otherwise would never see the light of day:
Not less than 11
children at several different parishes and hospitals that were molested by
Clinton Hagenbach throughout his career have come forward. At his parish
assignment, Hagenbach regularly had boys alone with him in his rectory bedroom
in which he maintained a fraternity house like environment that was obvious to
parish staff and fellow priests.
And this
THE COURT: So
pedophilia is protected by the right of privacy?
CHURCH ATTORNEY HELDT: Yes, Sexual behavior --
THE COURT: Of any kind?
HELDT: Well it has to be in a private setting.
. .
And this
PROOF: Santa
Barbara was Dumping Ground for problem priests. PROOF: Franciscan sex crime
ploys continue in 2009
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At the end of one afternoon of
hearings, I sat on a bench in the hall and Donald Steier who represented
priests was talking animatedly with Anthony DeMarco, the most ubiquitous attorney
for the plaintiffs in L.A.
They were talking quietly but I
could hear them. Today in 2024 I don't remember the exact words, I just remember
that what I was hearing them say was telling me a lot about where the cases were headed in the next weeks.
They might have been letting me hear them on purpose.
As I sat there I was overwhelmed with a feeling:
This is exactly where I am supposed to be right now. Everything in my life led me to where I am
right now and there is nothing more important I could do than to produce this
blog telling a story no one else seems to be telling, the truth about pedophile priest crimes.
That period I was able to do City
of Angels Blog, 2007-2011, was the best I’d felt about myself as a professional since I’d
had to leave NASA in Houston in 1984 after I’d made such a scandal of myself in
their public affairs office. Hopefully this
online book will get to that part of the story. It all ties in.
I say “able to do” the blog because,
honestly, do you think a global corporate entity as powerful as the Roman
Catholic Church was going to let a washed up writer in L.A. blog about their
crimes without harassing her?
COMING NEXT: Chapter Two
"He said he would not have sex with a virgin so I…"
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Please consider supporting this online book as I write it by clicking on the PayPal button top right column. -ke
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Meanwhile you might want to read this, first post at CofA blog covering the cases:
First post at City of
Angels Blog, re Jan 16, 2007, hearing, L.A. Superior Court,
.
As I sat down to write this the Massage on 102.3 FM played Donnie
McClurkin’s Speak To My Heart, the angelic voices singing:
Speak To My Heart, Holy Sprit
Give me the words that will bring new life
And I knew once again nothing happens in God’s world by mistake.
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This morning, Jan 16, there was a lot of activity in Superior Court Los Angeles
County where L.A. Judge Haley Fromholz is overseeing the disposition of about
150 civil cases against the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Los Angeles. For the
past month and until June when the first actual trial begins the judge is
hearing motions, seven today, as many as nine scheduled on another day next
week. The calendar can change.
This is all real new to me. When I got to the building I even put the things I
didn't want the security guards to see in my pockets before going through the
metal detectors and then found out I had to empty my pockets.
Inside Haley Fromholz’ court a flurry of attorneys stood before the judge and
the lawyer representing the church went into a round of argument that was so
circular: something like: “The subpoena is not the proper tool for information
like this and yet we've been subpoenaed with these subpoenas. . .”
Did Fromholz’s eyebrow go up? The judge said, “And that leads to what
conclusion? You've raised this matter before.”
The attorney sputtered a bit and then said something like, “Well your honor
this is premature, consider the Cooley case, (See http://www.enquirer.com/editions/2002/04/14/loc_1how_church_hid_sins.html “How the Church hid the sins of
Father Cooley” Cincinnati Enquirer, April 14 2002) where records were
subpoenaed in the same way and that case is under appeal and don’t you think we
should wait for the Court of Appeals to rule on Wempe?”
I’m seeing Alice in Wonderland characters dancing around that pole.
But Fromholz stops him: “Are you citing the Cooley case when it has not been
cited before?”
Silence.
“Why hasn’t it been cited before?”
Silence.
Then the archdiocese attorney went into right to privacy argument: “We don’t
want to commit the crime of denying the privacy rights of the priest?”
Here is where I want to jump up and scream what about the crime of child
molestation! But luckily the attorney for the plaintiff has a more stable mind
than I do and says, “We feel that child sex abuse outweighs the privacy issue.”
Judge Fromholz says, “Mm-hmm. I’ll take it under advisement.”
Next case is the one my friend and fellow priest rape survivor Mike in Arizona
is filing and the church has been really nasty to him in the last year. Now
they have the audacity to come before the judge with a motion for summary
judgment.
(John Joseph Daly: Accused of abuse of 16 yr old boy in 1977. Arrested. Case
dropped after bishop visited DA. Died 1989. Civil suit filed 2002. Moved
several times by diocese. -- Bishop Accountability Source:LA Times 8.10.05; San Diego Union Tribune
8.16.02; Union Tribune 5.27.06; Union Tribune 6.22.06; Union Tribune 10.18.06 -- Bishop Accountability)
In this case Mike’s lawyers have sworn testimony that the pedophile priest
Father John Joseph Daly had a rap sheet back in 1977 that apparently showed
other child molest charges against him. Even though the arresting officer has
given sworn testimony that he received a telex in his 1977 police station
office in Imperial County with Father Daly’s police record as a child molester
--
The rap sheet, the record of Father Daly’s arrests, has mysteriously disappeared.
Instead the only paper evidence left is memos written in 1985 where apparently
Father Daly was admonished by Bishop Straling for bringing young transients to
stay in the little room he had behind the CD(?) at Hopeville in Imperial
County.
I’m taking notes like crazy. In Mike’s case he and a friend were hitchhiking in
1977 and picked up by Father Daly who took them to this place and raped them.
Apparently the good priest was still an active pedophile in 1985 and as the
bishop wrote in the memos, How could you be so stupid to still be bringing
young transients in to stay at Hopeville when you have these “prior incidents
of an explosive nature”?
Plural “incidents” “Explosive nature,” words in the bishop’s memo, oops forgot
to shred that one. Doesn't that mean there could have been more than one
incident? Isn’t that what plural means? Does this show there was more than one
incident even before 1977 and the church knew? The lawyers argue.
I’m still trying to grapple with mysteriously disappearing arrest records from
1977 when the lawyers start talking about more document destruction by the
Catholics. Did they even have shredders back in 1977?
Apparently Monsignor Callahan of San Diego has admitted in depositions to
Mike's attorneys that he destroyed plenty of personnel records in 1994. Someone
defended this file destruction as “not sex abuse reports but Servants of the
Paracletes reports.”
I’m going “What?!!!!” and writing exclamation points and arrows all over my
notes. The Servants of the Paracletes is where the Catholic Church used to send
its pervert priests for a few decades, back in the 70s, a lush ranch in New
Mexico. When a deviant priest in the U.S. had just too many complaints against
him back then he was sent to this New Mexico haven to bask in hot mineral baths
and be cured of his pedophilia, then in most cases sent back to the community
to serve again as a priest.
Servants of the Paraclete records ARE sex abuse records and here these lawyers
are casually saying in open court that the church admitted to destroying piles
of them, boxes of records, gotten rid of in 1994, because someone in the
Catholic hierarchy must have seen the Boston cases coming, and this whole
problem was about to boil over, so in Archdioceses across the country the clerics
were scrambling to get rid of any evidence of child sex molestation they could
find.
Now they're arguing: Did Monsignor Callahan destroy Father Daly’s files in
1994? How will we ever know?
Attorneys for the archdiocese: Well no one really knows if he destroyed Father
Daly’s records or not , do they now, since those records were destroyed and
those records aren’t there any more so “unfortunately those are the records we
have to live with today.” That's honestly what one of the archdiocese attorneys
put forth.
I have to stop a minute to mention there were three very powerful and
physically dominating lawyers there to argue this motion, while the small
demeanored and rather soft-spoken Anthony De Marco stood up alone and
represented Mike, who can’t afford to travel to L.A. for all these hearings.
Fromholz said he’d take it under advisement.
There was more discussion about how can we prove the Catholic church has a
pattern of sending errant priests out to remote locations such as Hopeville in
San Bernardino County, and I want to jump up and say just Google it. That story
has been written at least 500 times now since the Boston cases broke in 2002.
Over and over again the church, when faced with a deviant pedophile priest, has
been proved in court to have moved the perpetrator to a rural area, where he
could pursue his proclivities pretty much unnoticed. It happened in Iowa,
lliniois, Oregon, Northern California, the Southern California desert, Nevada,
Pennsylvania, Massachusetts, Maine, and now with the American press starting to
pursue them, they are moving the pedophile priests to Third World countries
where they can continue preying.
It happened in my case when the Chicago Archdiocese in 1949 transfered Father
Thomas Barry Horne from the city to rural Bartlett to set up St. Peter Damian
church.
I look over at the guy from the L.A. Times and again, during times I am
scribbling and drawing exclamation points in my notes he’s not even writing. He
takes his notes at different times. Real journalists can’t print everything.
You can't tell the whole story in eight column inches. I’m almost glad to be
unemployable and out of work so blogging it.
Judge Fromholz is taking it all under advisement.
Next came more motions, one where the church is trying to say that officers and
managers of the church didn't even know what the priests were doing. One motion
reflects the pain the parishes are feeling as a result of all this rampant
criminal activity in the church, and everybody’s trying to protect their money.
One motion’s argument went: Even though the parishes have been sending money to
the archdioceses and the archdioceses have been sending money to the parishes
the Big Cheese whoever the hell that is (Mahony?) wants to claim that the
parishes aren’t part of the archdioceses. This works both ways for the church
-- the parishes don’t have to pay into the archdioceses’ bankruptcies and civil
settlements and the archdioceses can claim total non-responsibility for
anything that goes on in the parishes. All this is done by spending millions on
attorneys to argue with each other and with the judge
AND CAN’T YOU PEOPLE JUST OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE WHAT'S HAPPENING
HERE?????!!!!!!!
Then it was over. The last motion was O/C, off calendar. I decided to ask for
business cards in case I wanted to use an attorney’s name, so I could get the
spelling right.
So bold as I tend to be (Yay though I walk through the valley of death) as a
PTSD reeling priest rape survivor, I walked brashly right up to one of the
attorneys for the L.A. Archdiocese and asked him for a business card.
He hemmed and hawed, who are you? Um, patted his coat pockets, looked sheepish
and said, I don't have any more, ask Brandy outside. Wait a minute. A lawyer
who doesn't want to give you a business card? I asked, Brandy? Wasn’t she the
attorney in the other case? Are you all one firm? He mumbled something into his
sleeve and squirmed and I decided that was fun, think I’ll do it again.
Asked another one of the church attorneys for his card and he said and who are
you? I said, I’m Kay E------ and I’m a survivor of priest rape and a retired
journalist and writing a blog. He said, Oh well I have a blog too, it’s to get
the real truth out, and I said, oh you do that one? I’m thinking of this icky
website I went to once where these hateful writers try to say all the people
coming forward with claims against the church now are just trying to go after
easy money . . . I don't know if that's the website but he went on, “Yeah we
focus on pointing out when things are in the press that aren’t true.”
I said, yeah you really can’t believe everything you read in the mainstream
press these days. That's why blogs are so great. People can post there and
anybody can read anything that's written. That's the nature of journalism
today, you read everything that's out there and then figure out on your own
what's true.
As I rode home on the red line there was a girl sitting there looking really
spaced out, puffy eyes her fried blond hair disheveled, she was apparently
coming home from last night’s or last weekend’s party, wearing a short slinky
dress and her bare very white legs a little open on the seat. She seemed to be
totally unaware of how slutty and worn out and beaten down she looked, yawning,
trying to get home from whatever she’d been up to over the three-day weekend.
That could have been me 30 years ago, the fried blond riding transit home hung
over from a weekend of bacchanalia wondering why things were going wrong with
my life the way they were.
I could have been a whole different person (See my story at http://cityofangels1.blogspot.com/ )
There will be another busy day of motions in the Clergy Cases I and II next Jan
23rd, and I will post again then.
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Add this is also here to read
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
BARE NAKED Father Daly Burst Out and Turned Himself in to Police Surrounding the Church
(Another Summer Rerun, this post first appeared March 31, 2007, at CityofAngels3 )
Dive in the files and find the felonies
It had been one short wet ride after another for the two hitchhiking boys. They’d been on the onramp for hours when more rain came. The Arizona-Calexico region got 14 inches after Hurricane Heather that August 1977, but two teenagers hitchhiking to the Haight Ashbury weren't thinking about the weather. Finally headlights approached and slowed to a stop. The boys didn’t even look in the car, just jumped inside.
The driver said in an Irish brogue that he worked and lived at a Catholic Church where there was a place for hitchhikers to clean up, even have a bed to sleep in.
Around two AM the boys burst out of the church doors, one vomited on the side of the road. They ran into the town of Holtville, California, and found a cop.
Soon, officers with weapons drawn heard loud thumps coming from the room in back of the Church where the priest lived. Then…
Out came Father John Daly totally naked, holding the right and left doors wide open with the light pouring down on him, all 250 pounds of his body billowing in the rain and early morning light.
The naked priest snarled as a young Mike Shoemaker identified the priest who sexually assaulted him through the police car window. (In late 2007 Shoemaker won a settlement with the San Diego Archdiocese over the incident.)
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Summer 2006 the arresting officer Dutton testified in deposition for Mike’s case against the San Diego Archdiocese, which settled in 2007.
DUTTON: “I’ve looked at the report you've handed me and it’s incomplete.”
Q: When you say it’s incomplete, what do you mean?
DUTTON: Well the statements aren’t there, the evidence list isn’t there, the copies of the reports that I received from La Mesa and other places about him aren’t there.
Q: Are you talking about the NCIC?
A: No those are also not here. NCIC is not here CI&I is not here if I ran it, I’m sure I did, but also the police reports or whatever department reports from other law enforcement agencies are also not here in what they provided you. And we did receive those and those were made part of the investigative file.
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Holtville is a small town today and in 1977 with no radio, TV, or news report, word got out that Father Daly had been arrested. Dutton testified that people from town started to call, with stories about Father Daly coming out of the rectory with a young boy, and his fly was open.
Mike and Mark stayed in a nearby motel sleeping for several days after John Daly’s arrest.
As they slept the Catholic protect-the-perpetrator machinery went into action.
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(This letter is in the exhibits from Mike Shoemaker’s case against the San Diego Archdiocese, a letter from the local church attorney to Bishop Maher in San Diego explaining how the local parish dispatched of the Father John Daly problem:)
To Bishop Maher
San Diego
Diocesesan office for apostolic Ministry in Alcalala Park, San Diego
“Mr. Flourd, attorney, contacted me, Mark A. Medaer, voluntarily, to engage my assistance in a legal matter.
“On Friday Father John and myself were called to the office of Mr. Flourd. We were told that the District Attorney considered the case “a chargeable criminal complaint.” Mr. Flourd echoing hints from other sources, advised us that if Father John would leave his post he thought some authorities could “argue down” the case with any dissenting parties.
Father John and myself consulted. At 2:00 PM Father Daly decided to go to El Carmelo Retreat, awaiting instructions from the Bishop. (sloppy typing here) Mr. Flourd was advised of the move. He would contact the District Attorney. At 3:00 PM Father John left.
I contacted Father Richard Duncanson and Msgr William Cooney.
“NO COMPLAINT BEING FILED, (their caps) I did not think it necessary to contact the Chancery, knowing furthermore that our Bishop and Chancellor were absent.
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DALY’S SENTENCE: A MONTH IN A RETREAT
John Daly went to El Carmelo Retreat House on August 17, three days after the incident, “upon the advice of Mr. Lewis Flourd, attorney at El Centro,
and myself
Mark Medaer episcopal vicar in the Imperial Valley.”
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January 22 2007
Mike opens the package from his attorney, a copy of the church’s Motion for Summary Judgment granted last week on his case. Mike wasn’t as upset as he’d expected to have his case dismissed. It just meant a few more years of legal lunacy. Other cases had been appealed for disallowed testimony so it was just a matter filing an appeal. (UPDATE: Since his case was dismissed within the same year as the settlement in others in the Coordinated Cases and plaintiff had no time to appeal, Mike got a settlement anyway, ah California law if only all states were so progressive....)
It was the wording of the Motion for Summary Judgment itself, a collection of sentences in the first paragraph of the introduction by Brandy Stanton Cody of DiSante & Freudenberger in San Diego
that still to this day make Mike break out in a string on invectives:
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15 YEAR OLD’S “LONG-TERM RELATIONSHIP” WITH AIRLINE PILOT
“Nor was plaintiff a naïve, sexually inexperienced child when the events occurred," reads the first paragraph of the motion.
"A year before the alleged assault, when he was 15, Plaintiff began a long-term relationship with an adult male airline pilot in Arizona in which he exchanged sexual favors for flying time in the pilot’s plane,” writes Brandy Cody.
SHOCK.
“It's never consensual sex with a 15 year old.” -ADA Alexandra Cabot, Law & Order Special Victims“I was set up like a bowling pin by this guy,” Mike said recently. “And Brom's lawyer places me on intellectual and chronological equal footing with him. I was just another adult, equal to his 30 years or so of college and government training....according to this attorney, I apologize, but this female lawyer is just plainly evil in my sight. I know of no other way to describe her.”
CHURCH ATTORNEY calls it consensual sex
For Mike at age 15 waking up in a room behind a church altar to find a burly Irishman sucking him off was traumatic, doubly so when he found out the ephebophile was a priest.
Brandy Stanton Cody denigrated Michael with a low blow attack that makes it now open season on Brandy Stanton Cody, Associate, Carlton DiSante & Freudenberger LLP, 2001-present. (March 2007)
Church attorneys investigated Mike’s life and found that when he was 15 and hanging out at an airport, he’d been molested by a pilot.
At age 15 Mike was a preying pedophile’s dream target: boy living in trailer with mom and grandmother, some neglect, starved for father figure and support. For Brandy Stanton Cody to represent this earlier molest as a consensual relationship between Mike and an older man --
To make a troglodyte statement that a 15 year old is responsible for whatever sexual situations he finds himself in -
Brandy Stanton Cody, church attorney, has apparently sold her soul to the devil.
I’m sure the San Diego Archdiocese paid Brandy Stanton Cody dearly to smear Mike and twist history, even call Mike a 15 year old predator himself, anything to protect the church’s assets and slam down on the plaintiffs.
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MORE ON BRANDY STANTON CODY
Church Attorneys Deserve Little Respect
As Brandy faced the judge, she was standing in the middle of a line of male lawyers, and I was staring at their backs:
I saw: pants, pants, pants, pants, silky black sheen stockings covering calves and a skirt that barely touches the knees, pants, pants.
Don’t think for a minute that attorneys don’t plan their wardrobes for effect.
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BRANDY STANTON CODY works at (as of March 2007)
Carlton DiSante & Freudenberger
4510 Executive Drive, Suite 300
San Diego CA 92121
858 – 646-0007
Call her. Or better yet, call her boss and complain that she had the audacity to argue that 15-year-old boy is in a consensual relationship with a man in his forties
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WHAT HAPPENED TO DALY'S ARREST RECORD?
Soon after putting some clothes on Father Daly, Dutton ran an NCIC on the station telex. The National Crime Index machine using 1977 state of the art technology printed out an arrest record of Fr. John Daly, for sexual molestation, one in La Mesa a few years earlier and another from San Antonio, Texas.
Where did the NCIC report go from Father Daly’s arrest record?
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CLUES IN THE LETTER TO THE BISHOP
Dutton says that when word got out in Holtville that he'd arrested Father John Daly, several community members contacted him.
“A couple of them said that they recall him coming out of the children’s playroom where children were in the playroom, with his zipper down," he testified in Mike's case.
Q: Okay anything else they recall?
A: They were suspicious of him. But these conversations occurred from community inquiries after the decision had been made not to file charges
Eerily similar words were used in the vicar’s letter to Bishop Maher in San Diego:
“NO COMPLAINT BEING FILED, (their caps) I did not think it necessary to contact the Chancery
Daly spent a month at the retreat house then took another assignment as a priest, and apparently never acted out again. Or at least he never got caught.
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WHY SUE THE CHURCH?
Mike talked recently about why he’d filed the civil case against the San Diego Archdiocese in the first place:
“In 2000 Boston was on TV every night. I did not think that I was affected by the abuse. I had never held a job longer than 18 months, had insomnia, was diagnosed bi polar, but anyway.....so these news stories reminded me of the past and I began to wonder what had happened to Daly. I was certain that he had gone to prison for what he did to me. I emailed the Holtville newspaper ( and only them ) asking what had happened to Daly. They never responded, but KFMB TV in San Diego did instead. The new producer told me that Daly had got off, pardon the pun. because the bishop interviened."
Mike hired an attorney and waited.
He described what happened when he and Mark ran out of the little room behind the church altar, where Daly had a pedophile's pantry of audio tapes of boys talking about sex (exhibits listed on what's left of the police report).
The room was not the rectory. Daly lived in a different building on the church lot. This room was a pedophile den directly behind the altar - a fold out bed, a room divider and another bed, a portable shower -- little else.
"Mark held a large coffee cup over Daly's head, ready to bury it in Daly's head per my profane instruction... while I got dressed...fast. Then I held the pipe I had found while Mark got dressed. During this time we made it very very clear to Daly that if he so much as twitched we do all in our power to stop/kill him."
It was only when he returned with Dutton that Mike realized there was another bed behind the divider. Daly had insisted he had to get in bed with the boys because it was the only bed, and the sleeping bags were drenched. He had to be naked as his clothes were wet too.
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WERE THE DOCUMENTS SHREDDED IN THE NINETIES OR IN 2003?
Did Callahan shred personnel files that were needed as evidence?
This is the case where Monsignor Steve Callahan of San Diego admitted in deposition that in the mid nineties he systematically destroyed personnel documents that dealt with crime or psychological problems such as alcoholism. He used a shredding machine in the basement of University of San Diego’s student pastoral center.
But Callahan did not become Chancellor of San Diego until 2002. The Chancellor is the person who maintains personnel records, so this destruction of files may have been after 2002, or even after 2003, after the one year window for civil action opened in California.
There’s a good chance the Chancellor was destroying files in 2003 after knowing those files would be needed for evidence in upcoming lawsuits.
ISN’T THAT ILLEGAL?
One way to find out when Monsignor Steve Callahan shredded personnel files would be to get him to testify again.
This much did come up in Callahan's deposition in Mike’s case.
Q: So did you keep a summary of the documents?
CALLAHAN: No.
Q: And did you have Bishop Brom’s full permission to do this?
CALLAHAN: Yes.
CHURCH ATTORNEY: Objection, asked and answered.
Too late. A fact about a bishop slipped through.
Callahan also mentioned destroying Servants of the Paraclete files with his shredder. Servants of the Paraclete is a spa in New Mexico that in the sixties and seventies was a “recovery center” for priests with sexual problems.
MONSIGNOR STEVEN CALLAHAN needs to talk at more depositions.
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MY OWN PERSONAL RANT:
If only the church hierarchy had done the right thing as soon as they knew instead of avoiding prosecution and scandal.
They didn't even avoid prosecution and scandal, just put it off a few generations and created thousands of damaged people reeling through life
People like me, with diagnoses like mine: Prolonged PTSD with continued re-victimization (from age 5 to age 45), and now in my late fifties, just PTSD probably for the rest of my life…
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STORY FIRST APPEARED HERE when City of Angels was in its infancy:
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Cover-ups, Destruction of Documents, Concern for Pedophile Pederast Priests Over Children in Just One Clergy Case on San Diego Archdiocese
Dive in the files and find the felonies
"Out came Father John Daly totally naked, holding the doors wide open."It had been one short wet ride after another...
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Summer Rerun posted by Kay Ebeling, Producer, City of Angels Blog
Read the post at its original location: https://cityofangels8.blogspot.com/2010/08/bare-naked-fr-daly-burst-out-and-turned.html
More to Come...
1 comment:
Mike Shoemaker Commented:
Hi Kay- Actually neither Mark or myself were nude, we were both retained our BVDs..which I found around my ankles when I woke up. Otherwise it's all accurate. The SD diocese still does not list the case as credible.