By Fr John Breck, December 30, 2007 Back in the early 60s I had to catch the subway each morning on the east side of Manhattan, to get to my seminary intern position. From our tiny 6th floor walk-up apartment on York Avenue, I passed by a run-down tenement building not far from the mouth of the station. Two or three times a week two guys were huddled against the stoop of the building, passing back