CHAPTER FIVE Our New Cult and New Church We had a houseboat that my brother and I built, and we shared the use of it for the summer. A priest was going to go along with us to help out. We asked the two Mormon men if they would like to join us this weekend, as it took a lot of planning to get this project going. They told us that they would help us out for sure. We told them that there would be a Catholic Priest there as well and that it would be so nice to bring these kids to the island for the weekend. They said that first they would check out with their elders and let us know. (This is the same priest that was so flabbergasted because Margie was taking Protestants to the mass at the Convalodge.) Margie got a phone call from them on Monday morning. They said “We are not allowed to take part in any activity that a Catholic Priest is involved in.” That ended my first encounter with the Mormon Church. It was short and sweet and their true mission was not in the helping out of the underprivileged. We had the weekend with the kids. There were seventeen of them. It was just a great fun time for them. We had a campfire with the hot dogs and marshmallows. One of them was just so fascinated by the campfire, because he had never seen a real one in his whole life. Another child played with a flashlight all night. It was so nice to see these kids enjoy themselves. At mass one day the priest started his sermon with a dire warning to all his parishioners. There is a new movement starting within 92