28/07/2003 9:53 AM - email to Peter O'Callaghan

Mr. Peter O'Callaghan QC.

Being interfered with had been an ongoing thing. Interference had occured initially in the third grade, that was touching and anal pentration with fingers. A number of spasmodic events over the next years consisting mostly of fondling and touching and to be in their presence while they fornicated. There was an understanding between the Nuns and the priests - particularly visiting priests when a little boy was offered as a sexual toy between them, I was not the only one they used. There were many children on our street and others had similar or worse experiences, I believe several of my brothers and sisters were interfered with also.

I was subjected to an assault on the journey to Caveat/Cheviot, again in the church vestry and was aware that this would continue on the journey home. I was panicking about that and ran and hid. I was captured and fought and was beaten and forced into the car with the priest. I was knocked unconscious for the first of 3 occassions (and stunned badly once) that I am aware of on that day.

I can see myself in a state of shock and horror in that car - that is the worst moment of my life and shall remain to me that way as I have learned to manage that to a great degree. I will not explore beyond that as I am aware of what took place - I choose not to go there as it only holds fear, panic and pain for me and I will do that here on occassion as I need.

The car was travelling towards Molesworth - coming home a different way.  I was tied in the white alter boy top, I managed to find the door handle and get the door open, I launched myself out of the moving car and crashed into the embankment stunning myself, the impact broke me out of the white top and I scrambled across the dirt road and hid in the long tussocky grass. I saw the car stopped and both doors were open he was getting out coming after me. I could hear him walking up and down the road, he was calling out to me to come back, saying that he was not going to hurt me, he stopped and prayed from his book. I could see him through the grass, he could not see me. He stopped his reading and talked about the snakes that would find me in the grass, I wanted to run but stayed still, he found me and grabbed at me, I ran down the hill it was very rough tussock grass, I was terrified I would run over a snake, I tripped and fell headlong, I could see the boulder in the grass as I hit it with my head. I knew I was in trouble.

I was in the car at a lagoon park on the Yea side of Molesworth, parked amongst the gum trees, I was gagging and trying to spit out, he was praying and masturbating and was forcing me to do that again. A car came and stopped close by. He suddenly pushed me to the floor with his foot, I banged my head again . . . he was saying that he was taking the boy to the hospital and the man (blue shirt, farmers arms and hat) said he should do that straight away. He (the priest) drove off, he stopped again at the Yea river (the trees here spell the letters YEA). I got out of the car before it had stopped as it came around the corner to home - I ran home.

I can go on to relate many instances which followed, these included both priest and nuns. I have a desire to not go there at the moment.

I can relate the torture of not being heard, of my mothers attempts to aid me, of closest friends from within the church unable to bring it to a stop.

I can go on to relate the many difficulties I have encountered in my life and to relive a life of varing degrees of rage and anger and of the frustrations that brings into ones life, the impacts this has on those close to you, each one of those a horror story in itself.

I have a need to speedily finalise this in the same way as I have a need to speedily rescue my own life and my battered family's life from the destuctive results of this experience. I can recount the emotional battles we have been in, the financial and business ruin that we face. I need the finalisation of this as a matter of urgency, so I can have a chance to gain something for myself and my family, to give us all some relief from the hell that this has enforced upon our lives.

Your urgent response to this would be extremely helpful to us.