The old Priest lay dying in the hospital.
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> For years he had faithfully served the people of Ontario . He motioned for his nurse to come near.
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> “Yes, Father?” said the nurse.
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> “I would really like to see Dalton McGuinty and Dwight Duncan before I die,” whispered the Priest.
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> “I’ll see what I can do, Father,” replied the nurse. The nurse sent the request to the Premier’s office and waited for a response. Soon the word arrived that the
> Premier and Finance Minister, devoted Christians both, were delighted to visit the Priest.
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> As they went to the hospital, Dalton commented to Dwight, “I don’t know why the old Priest wants to see us but it will certainly help our images and might even get us
> some favourable publicity for our HST Deal.”
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> Dwight agreed that it was a good thing.
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> When they arrived at the Priest’s room, the Priest took Dalton ‘s hand in his right hand and Dwight’s hand in his left. There was silence and a look of serenity on
> the old Priest’s face.
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> Finally Dalton McGuinty spoke. “Father, of all the people you could have chosen, why did you choose us to be with you as you near the end?”
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> The old Priest slowly replied, “I have always tried to pattern my life after our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.”
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> “Amen,” said Dalton . “Amen,” said Dwight.
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> The old Priest continued, “Jesus died between two thieves. I would like to do the same”