“The board is set, the pieces are moving. We come to it at last... The great battle of our time."

My name is XXXX and this is my story, that of it that I can tell without endangering lives, that is. I was born, well, let's leave it that I came from the mid-Atlantic coast, right in the midst of the shining examples of progress. I just gotten out of high school when the Church was outlawed, but I was largely disinterested. Survival was difficult enough without making waves. As a young white man, finding a job or getting into college was impossible. I was the oppressor, don'cha'no, responsible for all the intolerance ever shown by any white man in the history of the country. Too bad my fore bearers came from Europe as beggars after all the crimes I'm accused of had ceased, I must live with the consequences.

Where was I? Ah yes, on the streets. I was scraping by when the war started. Yeh, hard to believe it was just over a year ago... Suddenly there's a draft to worry about. Affirmative action for the white kids. Why did they think that we would die for a country that hated us? I, like thousands of others, took to hiding. 'S funny who you meet while your hiding. Friends I had not seen since fifth grade, the priest from the parish who had 'disappeared', even some of the old ladies of the parish.

I felt a familiar yearning to really live the Faith, to follow such brave men as Bishop B., or Fr A or Z. Now that I was a fugitive, that I had lost what little I had, I got my chance. I was introduced slowly, through many whispered passages and even quieter instruction, back to the Faith of our fathers. The more I learned the more I realized how necessary this Faith was, and that I would do anything to spread it. And that is why I am here.

Where, exactly, is 'here'? you ask. Here is in a crawlspace under a barn in the middle of the woods, or in the attic of a row home in the city, or in the drainage pipes of a suburban development. I am part of a basic seminary, receiving instruction while trying to flee the country to finish my education. Campion College, we call it.