Father Vic Gaboury

My First Christmas In Jamaica

By Father Vic Gaboury

It looked as though it was to be a busy time both before and during my first Christmas in Jamaica. Didn’t know the local customs and expectations. The parishioners in Seaford Town where I lived had asked for midnight Mass, and Christmas day there would be Masses in two mission stations at opposite ends of the area I cover.

The road resembles Chinese noodles with twist and turns all the way. I’d be picking up 20 to 35 people along the way in a van made to hold 15.