I went to college in 1968 with the idea of becoming a doctor, like my father. College campuses in the late '60s and throughout the '70s were places of turmoil. I didn't practice my faith much in the first three years of college and I certainly never imagined that the Lord would one day make me a bishop. I spent my first three years of college working as a hospital orderly and assisting in the emergency room, at a university student health center, and in a hospital in California during summer break. When I began the job, I hadn't thought much about human suffering, or about human dignity. But during my employment in hospitals, something changed. At that time, some states had approved abortion laws that I wasn't even aware of. Because of those laws, when I was in college I witnessed the results of two abortions.
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