JOHN McGAVICK-BISHOP TREINEN HOUSE
I was born in Tacoma, Washington to a Federal auditor, my dad, and a part time travel agent, my mom. I have a sister who is six years older than me, and was always there when I needed her, or even when I felt I didn’t. I was baptized in Saint Patrick’s Parish. I feel great affinity for this saint. As I grew up we traveled a lot and eventually we moved to Anchorage, Alaska. In Alaska I received first communion, and went through the public school system until the 9th grade when I went to Sheridan, Oregon for a private co-ed boarding school called Delphi. After attending that school for a year, I went back to Anchorage and started at a secondary experimental school in the public school system called Steller. After I graduated from High School I worked at a grocery store that was the third highest employer in Alaska, Carrs. When I had worked there for 9 years I decided there was a great, and long overdue, need for change. I made a decision to go to Mount Vernon, Ohio (60 miles outside Columbus, Ohio) and attend a truck driving school in Caledonia, Ohio, for three months. After I received my plastic, as it is called in the industry, I went out on the road with an owner operator with RPS (now owned by FEDEX). After doing that for a short while—I wasn’t RPS material really—I went back home to Couer d’ Alene, Idaho and stayed with my step-mom and dad while I figured out which company to try next. In May of 2000 I choose Swift Transportation based out of Phoenix. As I was out on the road having some fun, but missing my new home parish of St. Pius X terribly, I discovered that I was not doing what I was supposed to. As is often in my life I need a big sign to tell me what is the right thing. While I was in Chicago praying for God to help me to know His Will, I received precisely that. I made a wrong turn. It is important to understand how incredibly serious that is in Chicago, during rush hour, I believe it was a Friday, and on the toll-way. I was praying especially hard at that moment when I believe I yelled, well, I was more of yelping at Him to help me, a wandering son, than yelling angrily mind you. When, here on the right, was an 80x40 ft sign that read “Minimize your wardrobe, consider the priesthood.” As I wanted to loose more than my wardrobe at the time… actually, I wanted to loose 80,000 pounds of “wardrobe”…I was amazed at the over all Will that was definitely, and then quite clearly, at work in my life. Then, I started to pray, “Well, You don’t fool around when I ask you for a sign, do You?” And I was quite calm again. I was learning quickly, and remembering my past rather vividly, that I was being called for quite a long time. And my life hasn’t been the same since. I have been in this amazing conversion now for over two years. And, though I am quite sure I could tell you stories that would curl your hair
Nací en Tacoma, Washington a un interventor Federal, mi papá, y una agente de viajes de medio tiempo, mi mamá. Tengo una hermana quien es seis años mayor que yo, y estaba siempre allí cuando la necesité, o hasta cuando sentí que no. He sido bautizado en el Santo la Parroquia de Patrick. Siento la gran afinidad para este santo. Mientras crecí viajamos muchos y eventualmente nos movimos al Anclaje, Alaska. En Alaska recibí la primera comunión, y examiné(fui a través) del sistema escolar público hasta el 9o grado cuando fui a Sheridan, Oregon para un internado de coeducación privado llamado Delphi. Después de la asistencia de aquella escuela durante un año, fui de regreso Anclaje y comencé en una escuela secundaria experimental en el sistema escolar público llamado Steller. Después de que me gradué del Instituto trabajé en supermercado que era el tercer patrón alto en Alaska, Carrs. Cuando yo había trabajado allí durante 9 años decidí había que habia una necesidad muy grande de cambio. Tomé una decisión de ir a Montar Vernon, Ohio