I remember taking a tour of Boys' Town in Rome as a young man. Monsignor was giving me the royal treatment, every move he made was desgined to 'sell' me Boys' Town - he was a brilliant, gentle salesman. During my tour the bell rang to signal the end of classes and all of the boys poured into the courtyard, surrounding the Monsignor joyously. At that instant I disappeared in the Monsignor's world. His whole being was about attending to those boys. You can't fake that kind of devotion. It was at that moment that I realized why I was there.
Eugene Ceccotti, A Chance In Life Board Member