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Henry B. O'Donnell
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ORDAINED March 12 , 1949
DIOCESE OF STEUBENVILLE
Bishop John King Mussio, ord. 1935 consecrated Bishop of Steubenville,
1945
retired 11/11/77 died 4/15/78
1955 Steubenville, OH 422 Washington St., Chancellor:
Very Rev. Msgr. Henry B.
O'Donnell also Rector of Immaculate Heart
of Mary Chapel, Chancery Office
Other offices:
Consultor; Administrative Board; Superintendent for Villa Maria
Rest Home
1960 Same location Same offices as
1955 Building Commission Member
Moderator for Diocesan
Co-ordinating Council
1963 Same location Received Honoary Degree from Faciscan University of Steubenville
http://www.franciscan.edu/home2/Content/FactBook/main.aspx?id=806
1965 Same location Co-Vicar General with Rt. Rev. Msgr. Edwin F.
Murphy;
Chancellor Synodal
Examiner Other offices: same as 1955
Building Commission;
Moderator Co-ordinating Council of Men's Organizations
1968 Same location and
offices Vicar for
Religious (Men)
1972-7 Same location Vicar
General/Chancellor Admin. Board Synodal Examiner
Priest Personnel
Board Bldg. Comm. Temp. Chairman, Second Synodal Comm.
Vicar for Religious
(Men) Rector of Immaculate Heart of Mary Chapel
Superintendent Villa
Maria Moderator Dioc. Council of Catholic Men
Consultor
Bishop Albert H. Ottenweller, ordained 1943 Auxiliary
Bishop--Toledo ('74-'77)
apptd. to Steubenville 10/11/77, installed 11/22/77
1978-80 Same location also Diocesan
Treasurer Promoter of Justice
1982 Carrollton, OH, 620 Rosswell Rd. NW Episcopal
Representative, St. John
Villa, diocesan children's
home Religious 38 Special Children 220 Day Students 3
Still Vicar General
Promoter of Justice Priests' Personnel Board
Bldg.
Commission Exec.
Dir: Vianney Center, Bloomingdale, OH
Vicar for Men Religious
Date of Death: Nov. 21, 1982 Carrollton, OH St. John Villa
Years missing are years for which no directory was readily available.
O'Donnell and victim, Anna Marie, at 7 years old
TESTIMONY BEFORE THE OHIO HOUSE OF DELEGATES, JUDICIARY
COMMITTEE
December 8, 2005
Re: Senate Bill 17
By Anna
Marie Hanes-Martinez
Germantown, Maryland 20874
Good
Morning/Afternoon Honorable Delegates:
Thank you for giving me your time
today to tell my story to you and to attempt in some small way to help the
children of Ohio. Which is why I have come all the way from Maryland. I would
ask that my statement today, be incorporated into the permanent record of these
proceedings. Thank you.
My name is Anna Marie Hanes-Martinez. I was born
in a very devout Catholic family in Washington, D.C. I studied in Catholic
schools. I admired and trusted my teachers, the nuns, and the priests in my
parish. In 1950, when I was 13 years old, Fr. Henry B. O’Donnell sexually
molested me and I have never been the same since.
When I was very little,
maybe 5 or 6, I was introduced to Fr. O’Donnell along with many other brothers
and priests from the Franciscan Friars of the Atonement Seminary in Washington,
D.C. near Catholic University. Before Fr. O’Donnell was ordained in 1949, he
carried on a romantic/sexual relationship with my Mother, who had recently been
abandoned by my father. From what I can remember, I was 6 or 7 at the time, then
Brother O’Donnell left the Franciscan Friars of the Atonement Seminary right
before being ordained, and wanted to marry my mother. My mother would not
abandon her Catholic religion – and also was not divorced from my father. When I
was about 11 years old, my mother was sent away by our family. I was told that
my “mother was sick and needed rest.” I still do not know where she went, but, I
do know when she returned Hugh O’Donnell was no longer around. And, my mother
was never the same.
In late 1949 or early 1950, Fr. O’Donnell was back
on the scene with my mother. But, this time on an afternoon after school, I went
to his residence which I did often to meet my Mother who was usually there
cooking his dinner, and while my mother was in the kitchen cooking, he grabbed
me and pulled me down on his lap.... To be quite honest, this happened very
quickly, and I was not shocked, because he had always been very affectionate
with me from the time he first met me when I was 5 or 6. However, within seconds
he began kissing me, shoved his hands under my blouse, my skirt and into my
under panties causing me great pain.
Suddenly my mother came in, and saw
what was happening to me, and screamed. She got our coats, my schoolbooks, and
we left!!!
In those days no one spoke of such things. I had nowhere to go
and neither did my poor Mother. So both of us kept this horrible, dirty secret
inside of us and all along blamed ourselves – and carried this guilt. My mother
suffered horribly – each year her depression became worse ... but, she never
lost faith. She continued to be a good Catholic until she died in 1999. However,
my mother never had a day of peace or joy after that horrible afternoon in 1950.
She was tormented. She was a victim of Fr. O’Donnell, as I was, and neither of
us knew how to get out of the trap of guilt, shame, embarrassment, and all of
the other horrible things that happen to us emotionally and spiritually when
someone we trust hurts us this way.
When I was about 14, I became an
entirely different child. I was disruptive in school. I questioned the Catholic
religion. I disrupted my freshman class in arguments over religion. I continued
to become very angry and very rebellious. I would do nothing that society or the
RCC said was right … I would do just the opposite.
I made horrible
decisions and exercised very bad judgment. I picked terrible people to be
friends with, and continued with this behavior for years to come. I was never
able to enjoy anything good. If I was in a “good environment” or a “good
situation” or with a “good person,” I would find a way to sabotage
it.
One day about 2 plus years ago, I was watching C-SPAN and heard a
woman by the name of Mary Gail Frawley-O’Dea making a presentation to the
Bishops’ conference in Dallas, Texas. I sat and watched in complete awe and I
listened to what she was saying. I had to stop and ask myself how she knew what
was in my head. I had never met her. How did she know that I did all of those
things, and how was she able to explain my feelings? All of those feelings of
guilt and shame ... all of those feelings of no self-worth, no self respect, no
self esteem. The feeling that I was a complete failure at everything.
Do
you think I sound like a victim? Well, I was and always will be. A victim of a
certain and horrible kind of murder – yes – Fr. O’Donnell murdered my soul and
he damaged my mind and spirit. This man of God did the same thing to my mother!
This crime that he committed against the both of us, is a crime of spiritual and
emotional murder.... We were made to feel dead spiritually and emotionally. This
in turn made a dreadful effect on our health, both mentally and
physically.
My poor mother took her secret to the grave with her – Bless
her heart. As she lived most of her life being tortured ... she got worse and
worse, until she had to suffer ECT in 1996! She suffered so much pain – so much
pain all at the hands of the “chosen one.” You may try to tell me that she was
an adult and she was weak. Yes, she was weak – she was weak from worrying how to
take care of a child whose father was an alcoholic and an abuser (emotional).
She was at her lowest when Hugh O’Donnell came into her life. He was so kind and
loving to her at the most vulnerable time in her life – and then he abused
her
Did I ever confront my abuser, you may wonder. At the age of 18, I
continued to question why? I would ask myself, “Why am I so different” – “Why do
I feel the way I do” – I had no answers.
One day I asked if someone in
the family that I was visiting would be willing to take me to visit him. I just
explained that he was a long-time family friend, and we had not seen him in a
long time, because he had moved to Ohio. So I contacted Hugh in the Chancery’s
Office and asked him if he would meet with me and visit. I was driven to
Steubenville, went to the Bishop’s residence ... and if memory serves me, Hugh
had separate living quarters there. When I arrived (I had someone with me) he
greeted us at the door. I introduced him to my friend, and he invited us into
the living room. After a few minutes, he asked me to come into the kitchen and
help him fix some iced tea ... and I did. I was going to ask him “Why” – when he
pulled me to him, and began to kiss me very hard on my lips, I pulled away and
told him to stop and if he didn’t I would tell my friend. He did stop ... we
fixed the tea and went back into the living room – and acted as if nothing had
happened. We made conversation ... he asked about my Mother, etc. ... this visit
was maybe 45 minutes to an hour.... We left. And, I still had no
answers.
In 1964, I called him again. I again wanted answers to why I
felt the way I did. And, although I was not aware of exactly what it was that
was causing this turmoil in my life, I believe he had the answer…. When I got
him on the phone, we talked for a few minutes, and he asked how I was and how my
mother was. I told him that my father had passed away in 1961. I also told him
about my career and answered his questions about other members of the family.
Then I told him about my torment, my feelings and asked him if he could help me
sort everything out ... I told him I felt as if what he did to me and my Mom,
had something to do with it. At which time, he called me a “slut” and told me I
deserved everything bad that came my way.
I have been suicidal at least 4
times. The last one being just a few years ago. I am and have been on medication
for depression, anxiety and panic attacks. Needless to say I have had trust
issues since this happened to me. My mother trusted NO ONE after this happened
to me and told me that I should not trust anyone, especially men.
Well, I
am now 68 years old. I do not want to carry this to my grave, as my mother did.
The RCC has a lot of dirty secrets but they are all beginning to come out ...
slowly.
I pray that each of you cannot imagine what it feels like to be
sexually molested by a priest. For it is a horrible feeling. Someone you trust,
someone you love – someone who is like a member of the family. I thank God every
day that my Mother had the courage and strong will to say NO to him when he
asked her to marry him. For our lives would have been far worse than they have
been and we have both lived hell on earth.
I am still in therapy. And, I
have to see not only a therapist but a psychiatrist regularly. I am married now.
I have a very thoughtful and compassionate husband who is a therapist and
understands the horrors of sex crimes. But, until I get this story out in the
open and let the people of Ohio know that one of their most well-thought-of
priests, Vicar General Monsignor Henry B. O'Donnell, was a sex offender ... I
will not find peace.
I requested Bishop Conlon, to post my letter to him
about this abuse, on the Steubenville diocese web site, so this information can
get out, and reach out to other possible victims of this priest. He was located
in the Steubenville, Ohio diocese for so many years, and he was in charge of so
many things, even St John Villa's Childrens' Home in Carrollton, Ohio. I worry
that there are more victims of Fr. O'Donnell, who are still suffering in
silence.
I will be doing everything that I can, now that I have found my
self-esteem, to get the word out in Ohio that this priest sexually abused me
when I was a child.
I carry my mother’s pain with mine. She was never
able to forget this crime. I am here today for all of the children in Ohio. I am
doing this for myself and my poor Mother. But most of all for the children of
Ohio. My poor mother, God rest her soul, was a victim, as I am, but, I am now a
SURVIVOR! And, if by telling my story helps only one child, in Ohio, or any
other State, from having to go through this at the hands of a friendly parish
priest, or anyone else who is held in high esteem and revered ... then my
actions are good and what my God would want me to do.
I am asking each
and every one of you to please, put the children of Ohio first in your
deliberations on this Bill. This is why I have come so far. All of us are
concerned for our children. They are our future, your future, we must protect
them in everyway we can. This Bill will help them so much.
Thank you for
your time today. Thank you for listening to me. This has not been an easy task
for me, but, I remember how I felt as a child being hurt by this priest, and the
memories are still so very, very vivid. I do not want anther child to be so
badly hurt and tormented as I was. I am trusting that all of you will bring this
Bill out of Committee, with a vote of 11 YEAs, for the children of
Ohio.
Thank You.
Related documents:
1. Postings by . Enter the name of O'Donnell
2. Editorial in Steubenville Harold Star
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