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Father to All

 

To Rev. Peter Young, no one is so down and out that they don’t deserve another chance

 

Twenty-five years ago, in a past life mired in alcohol addiction, booze had taken everything and left Gorge Schindler, attorney-at-law, a broken and lost soul wandering the desolate streets of Albany’s South End in a drunken haze.

                         

Full name: The Rev. Peter George Raymond Paul Young Jr.

Vocation: Roman Catholic Priest

Occupation: Pastor of Blessed Sacrament  Church in Bolton Landing: founder and director of Peter Young Housing, Industry and Treatment Program, a $10 million operation with 29 locations throughout New York State.

 

Schindler didn’t recall who or where he was in that state of inebriation, but an old classmate of Schindler’s from Siena College recognized him and confronted him. It was the Rev. Peter Young, captain of the Siena ’53 baseball team, and the priest planted his 6-foot-1, 280-pound body directly in Schindler’s path.

“He said I could either fight him or come along with him to detox,” Schindler recalled. “He was so big and strong, I could never lick him. So I went along.”

Today, like many other drug-and-alcohol-addicted people Young has urged into treatment over the decades, Schindler remains on the path of recovery and grateful for the second chance the priest thrust on him.

“He saved my  life from an awful disease,” Schindler said.

Schindler ,63, of Troy, completed treatment, returned to the legal profession and worked as a Drafter with the Legislative Bill Drafting Commission at the Capitol. Now retired, Schindler works with his wife’s company, Lori Schindler Realty, and is the volunteer president of Young’s Vesta Corp., which acquires and renovates housing and commercial units for Young’s program. Schindler supervised Young’s biggest transaction, a $ 1.1 million purchase in 1994 of the Schuyler Inn, a Menands hotel into which  Young poured an additional $ 1 million in improvements.

The Schuyler Inn, which employs and houses 68 clients in Young’s treatment program and trains them for work in the food service and hospitality industry, in a centrepiece of the priest’s far-flung empire.

Known collectively as the Peter Young Housing, Industry and Treatment Program, it houses 1.000 recovering addicts and serves 2.000 more in treatment programs an any given day. The $10 million annual budget funds 29 locations stretching from New York City to Albany to Altamont to Utica and beyond. Young uses the analogy of a three-legged stool to describe his program’s approach: treatment, housing and employment.

“The stool can’t stand without all three legs,” Young said.

Despite quadruple heart bypass surgery a few years ago that temporarily slowed him, Young, 67, has no intention of relinquishing the stool he has tirelessly fashioned over the course of four decades.

Although he has no plans to retire, Young  reluctantly agreed to be the recipient of a testimonial dinner in September organized by his volunteer staff and supporters as a fund-reaiser for his financially struggling programs.

“I remember Father Young as a very spirited young man during our days at Siena and we had  a lot of fun together back then,"    recalled Lewis Golub, 65, chairman and CEO of the Golub Corp., who was in Young’s Class of 1953 at the Luodonville college. Golub has assisted Young with several projects over the years.

“Underneath all his joviality and humor beats the heart of a very dedicated, caring individual who found his satisfaction though serving God and humanity,” Golub said.

“Since he was in high school, everybody wanted to be around big Pete. He’s a natural leader,” said Howard Nolan, 64, an Albany attorney and former state senator, who has counted  Young  among his closest friends since they met in eighth grade playing sports and were class-mates at Christian Brothers Academy Nolan recalled that Young ran for student body president as a Senior at CBA in 1949 and collected roughly 95% of the vote.

Nolan described himself and Young as inseparable buddies growing up: riding bikes to each other’s houses; borrowing their fathers’cars and double-dating; playing baseball in the Albany Twilight League; golfing together at the Albany Country Club, where Young worked as a summer bartender while a college student  and got to play for free Monday nights.

Nolan wasn’t prepared when Young in his early 20s and a Siena grad, announced plans to enter a Catholic seminary to study for the priesthood. “It wasn’t a surprise in one sense, because Pete was the cleanest-living guy I knew and would go to the bars with us and had a lot of fun drinking orange soda. He never touched alcohol,” Nolan said.

And Nolan had observed a side of his boyhood pal that made the priesthood seem logical. “ Even in high school, Pete was an extraordinarily good human  being," Nolan said. “I’ve never seen him do anything in his life off-base or in poor taste, and yet he’s a regular guy, a guy’s guy. I have nothing but the deepest admiration, love and affection for him."

 

Entering the seminary

  …Young entered the priesthood and was posted in the St. John’s parish, in Albany’s South end, where he witnessed firsthand the effects of poverty and misery, where despair turns to alcoholism and drug addiction and often to crime to stay high.

Young later worked as chaplain at Mount McGregor Correctional Facility, where his work with addicted inmates laid the groundwork for his treatment model. Over the decades, Young has watched the terrain of abuse shift from heroin to crack and he has battled to provide housing and support for his clients with the advent of HIV and AIDS.

On a recent morning, as Young toured the kitchen at the Schuyler Inn and roamed the halls at the South End school building that serves as his program’s Albany headquarters, his charisma, almost a cult of personality, was everywhere in evidence.

“Hey,  father”…”hey. Father”…”hey, father…” was the familiar salutation, as Young exchanged handshakes, high fives, bear hugs, slaps on the shulder. One can’t walk five feet with Young without being stopped. Some want to thank him. Others just seem to want to feel his aura. Many need him to open doors, to close a deal, to make things happen. “Peace be with you”, Young said in parting.

The faces are mostly brown and black, men and women, appearing to be in their 30s and 40s, speaking in downstate accents, holding a cup of coffee in one hand, a cigarette in the other on the broken sidewalk outside the building. Coffee is the drink of the 12-step crowd and Young holds an ever-present cup, a six-ouncer of flimsy Styrofoam, powdered creamer and sugar stirred with a communal spoon, that looks like a thimble in his big paws.

“I love what I’m doing. I’ve got it in my heart,” Young said. “ I’m not particularly bright in an intellectual way. I’m just persistent . I keep grinding  out the nitty-gritty and getting results because I believe in people and the program”.

 

More faith

  “He has more faith in the goodness of mankind than anyone I’ve met,” Schindler said of Young. His Siena classmate also took Schindler, homeless, at the time in 1972, into the rectory of St. John’s, where Young was a pastor. A young priest who had set up a storefront drug treatment program nearby also lived at St. John’s rectory with Young – the Rev. Howard Hubbard, who would become bishop of the Albany Roman Catholic Diocese.

“He was a man’s man who had a heart as big as his body,” Hubbard recalled of the decade he lived with Young starting in the mid-1960s. “You never know who you were going to find at the dinner table or who was staying there that night. Father Young took in whoever was in need”.

Sometimes, Young, a former boxer, would have to break up fights between drunken combatants, slinging each man atop a broad shoulder like two sacks of potatoes, and houling them off to detox.

Hubbard recalled Young saying morning Mass, teaching high school classes, doing parish work in the late afternoon, running job retraining programs in the evening, driving street in the hours approaching midnight and then getting up early the next morning to start the cycle all over again.

“He’s indefatigable, always was 101 ball in the air,” Hubbard said

Hubbard said the best testament of Young’s work can be heard in the voices of recovering addicts who are in the cafeteria at the diocesan headquarter in Albany.

“Those fellas talk about Father Young like he’s their best friend and they’re the most important persons in father Young’s life,” Hubbard said

“He has the ability to make people feel as very special, very affirmed, which give them the confidence and self- esteem they lacked”.

 

At the Inn

  Chefs in the Schuyler Inn kitchen kidded the priest about the blue pinstriped business suit he wore this morning. “Yeah, it’s a legislative day,” said Young, who remains an active lobbyist on behalf of this programs.

"Father Young is real caring and believes everyone deserves a second chance,” said Joe Sholar, executive chef at the Schuyler Inn who heads a 16-week food service training program. Sholar’s graduates are employed in several area restaurants and at the concession operations including the Empire State Plaza and the Pepsi Arena. Like his alumni, Sholar, who referred to past drug addiction, charts his employment career first and foremost by the years he has been clean and sober.

“It’s like he rounds us off, helps us learn how to work with people, to get along in the world,” said Malik Hamil, head of hospitality at the Schulyler Inn, who, with Young’s encouragement, is planning to enrol in engineering courses.

Young receives no salary for running his $10 million empire; he lives on standard diocesan priestly pay.

But his world is far from the prosaic life of local pastor. On Monday, he might be on the mean streets of the Beldford-Stuyvesant section of Brookliyn, where he has treatment programs, working late into the night and sleeping on a couch. Tuesday, he’s likely to be meeting with a state legislator. Wednesday nights, he plays maitre d’ and greets patrons at the Schuyler Inn’s Italian buffet. Thursday and Fridays he’s on the road to check on his sites around the state. Weekends, he alights in upscale Bolton Landing on Lake George for his official job, pastor of Blessed Sacrament parish.

 

Pastor in Bolton Landing

  “From Bed-Stuy to Bolton Landing is about as wide a cultural gap as you can imagine, and he moves easily in those very different worlds,” said William C. Hennessy, who retired to live in Bolton Landing after a career in state government and politics that included chairman of the department of transportation, Thruway Authority and state  Democratic Committee.

Hennessy, 70, has been a friend and volunteer chairman of the board for Young’s programs since he moved to Bolton Landing 12 years ago. Schindler , Hennessy and Albany attorney Kevin Luibrand form a triumvirate that keeps Young on task  and reviews all his projects when the priest’s heart outpaces his head for business.

“When Father makes a turn without signaling,  the three of us have to say ‘whoa’. And rein him in,” Hennessy said. “The man has no ego, but he also tries to do too much and sometimes spreads himself too thin. Every community from New York City to Buffalo wants him to set up a program and he would if it was up to him”.

Hennessy said the gruelling pace can occasionally get the best of Young. For instance, on Memorial Day, Young wound up in the wrong parade. “He was supposed to be in Glens Falls, but he went to South Glens Falls by mistake. They let him speak and attend the parade anyway,” Hennessy said.

Hennessy marvelled at Young’s stamina in  a long career where 14-hour days and heavy travel schedule are commonplace. On weekends, Hennessy tries to coax Young into relaxing by taking the priest cruising Lake George in Hennessy’s 22 foot Sea-Ray or golfing at the Sagamore Golf Course in Bolton Landing, where Hennessy is a member.

 

A long memory

“He’s touched so many lives,” said Maureen Dumas, retired from the state Senate and a volunteer purchasing agent for Young at Schuyler Inn for the past three years.

Dumas described giving an elderly woman a ride home recently from a Bingo game Dumas runs. “The woman told me a story of how Father Young came to her house at 2 a.m. when her husband was beating he up, how he took her husband into detox and came back to make sure she was all right,” Dumas said. “It happened more than 20 years ago, and the woman said she would forever be grateful to Father Young.”

As usual on this morning, Young was running late. He didn’t have a car and bummed a ride from a reporter. He was tardy  for a meeting with the commissioner of the state Department of Social Services. An abrupt change in state regulation left Young with an overnight $700,000 deficit in his $10.million budget and he had to get loan to cover the gap.

“I used to swing for the fences,” Young said, getting out of the car and preparing to dash across busy North Pearl Street. “But I’d be happy with a base on balls today”. 

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