Dark Confession Part 2 of 6

Smith and I retold the story of how we out foxed Fr. Westhoven in Latin class. How he was determined to show how little we knew of the ancient language by giving Smith and I this awesome translation to do from the textbook.( actually he was right we didn’t know what he was talking about most of the time but we weren’t going to let him prove it) We knew we could never do it, so while you guys were all at mass (if you recall the Marian students had study hall.) Smitty and I tip toed upstairs to ol Westys room and lifted the textbooks English translation. On the way out we past one of His favorite stopovers, “the faculty pub,” and had a few for the road! The next day the good “Pater” stumbled into class with ” the Dark glasses on” and immediately asked me to stand and read my translation. Flawlessly I proceeded over the next 15minutes as I watched Fr Westhoven stand motionless at the front of class.( didnt quite know if he was in shock or just past out in the erect position) Nervous, I waited for a response when suddenly what seemed like an eternity, his head dropped down and the blood shot eyes peered out over the horizon. I figured the gig was up because there was no way he was going to buy this. He said with his usual endearing tone ” Kulik!!!”………………. ” Sit down!!!!!!”Of course I have to give the devil his due. After I left Bellefontaine that year I was joking with Westy and told the proud story of my devious accomplishment. He smiled at me and told me he found one of my papers by his desk that day and knew I had done it! Then gave one of his funny laughs. He was some character. He went on to head an Indian reservation I think in the Dakotas. I think they are still having a debate over which language is older, Latin or Apache.