 It's quite a dramatic turn of events. I was, I was 14, I was a teenager in Ireland. I didn't have any belief in Christ at the time that I really have to be frank about that. And I was, my family and I were on vacation and I was just visiting a house and watching a very, very trashy horror movie from the 70s, dreadful, dreadful horror movie about a woman who could be in two places at once. And the woman who was, I was her guest, she turned to me and she said, I've only heard of one person who could by locate and that was Padre Pio. But she said it with such intense reverence, his name, Padre Pio, that I was just struck by a sort of the love she had for him. But also the minute that happened, and this doesn't happen to most people, it needed to happen to me because I wouldn't have come to fate without his help. I really would not have come to fate without this very strong mystical connection. The minute that happened, the minute I heard the name Padre Pio, he was just there in front of me. Padre Pio was right there and I was mystically in San Giovanni Rotondo. I was in his cell. I could see everything that it was. It was a six by 10 cell, it was tiny. And I remember at the time thinking that this was just imagination that I had conjured the image. But I'm not from a wealthy background. There's no way I would have been able to. Still, I've never had the financial means to go to San Giovanni Rotondo but I feel that Padre Pio took me there mystically and that that's sufficient. And it was then, it was very, very strange because a little while after that, I was in a library and suddenly, oh, sorry, sorry about this. Suddenly I saw this book and it was the same person who had appeared to me. It was the exact same, it was seeing this, I knew that Padre Pio had come to me that time to invite me to faith. He wasn't terribly happy with me when I was 14 when he first appeared to me. He said, he had these kind of calming lips and he had that stare that just riveted me to the spot. He had these eyes that could split an oyster, could split a stone, his stare was so strong. And he said to me, I am waiting for you. And I didn't understand what that would mean or why he would be in any way interested in me. I still can't quite understand that. But he wasn't terribly happy with me. I was going to be hard work for him. And I still am hard work for him because I'm just a horrid sinner, horrid. But that's how I came to know Padre Pio.