Kidding around with Fr. Ted Colleton in 2007.Fr. Ted and Msgr. Foy in their 90s.In 2007, with Fr. Ted after my first mini-stroke.We bumped into a former parishioner.Fr. Ted kept us laughing, 2007. A few years later, Fr. Ted died on April 26, 2011 at age 97.
I met Fr. Ted Colleton CSSp when he used to help out at St. John’s when I was the pastor there. His congregation, the Spiritans had a house nearby. We shared common interests and quickly became close friends. I visited him and the late Fr. Edward Graham at their motherhouse. We used to go out for dinner occasionally.
Fr. Ted used to joke: “There were two brothers whose last name was Divine. They were afraid they were going to be fired. They worked for a family. One brother said to the other: We’re safe, I heard the family last night saying ‘May the Divine Assistants remain always with us.'” Father Ted would also say: “I was born on July 20, 1913. I am happy to say that my mother was there.”
We both lived in La Salle Manor retirement residence for clergy and religious for a few years. Fr. Ted, a lively Irish priest, spent many many hours in the chapel praying. He did not have a TV in his room. He enjoyed entertaining and doing card tricks – he could find the card you selected. He spent several decades as a missionary in Africa until they “kicked him out of the country” for attacking polygamy. The head of Kenya had two wives and was not impressed. After delivering his message, Fr. Ted was told to get out of the country and did not even have time to pack his bags.
He once told me that a woman on a bus in Africa remarked to him: “My you priests are smart learning Swahili”. Fr. Ted replied: “Well I’ve been on the bus for a whole hour.”
Back in Canada, he became involved in leading Nightwatch – an all night Eucharistic Adoration vigil held on First Fridays of the month to pray especially for vocations to the priesthood. Nightwatch took place at floating parishes in the Archdiocese of Toronto. Fr. Ted offered opening and closing Masses, gave a short reflection every hour on the hour throughout the night, led hymns and prayers and invited adorers who needed refreshments to the church hall during the vigil.
Incidentally, although unfortunately Nightwatch was later discontinued, it is encouraging to see that pre-ordination Eucharistic Adoration prayer vigils are taking place from 6pm-midnight in the Archdiocese of Toronto on Friday, April 29, 2016, the night before upcoming Ordinations on April 30:
Fr. Ted also became avidly involved in the pro-life movement, going to rallies, raising money speaking and selling his books “Yes, I’m a Radical”, “Yes I’d do it Again” and “Yes, I’m still a Radical.” One time he was arrested for “mischief” for pad-locking the gates to the Morgentaler abortuary shut. I visited him in jail in Mimico when he got arrested another time and held prisoner for months for peacefully praying in front of an abortion mill. He was very busy there enjoying doing card tricks and ministering to the prisoners.
One time Fr. Colleton delivered a pro-life homily in Holy Name church in Toronto and was attacked. In October 1997, I wrote “A Privileged but Sad Day at Holy Name Church in Toronto – Father Ted Colleton C.S.Sp. Comes with the Gospel of Life”. This was a response letter to the dissenting Catholic New Times’ attack on Humanae Vitae and Fr. Ted:
Fr. Ted was a regular columnist for the Interim pro-life, pro-family newspaper. The Interim wrote about him in 2003: Fr. Ted “has certainly known setback in his long life and priesthood. But he continues to find inspiration from his priestly calling. Call him sentimental, but Colleton still gets misty-eyed at these words he wrote in 1990, on the occasion of his 50th anniversary as a priest: ‘For half a century, I have daily stood at the altar of God and offered the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, raised my hand in absolution over more repentant sinners than I could ever count, poured the waters of baptism over the heads of babies without number, preached the Gospel in Ireland, England, Africa, the United States and Canada and anointed the foreheads of those who were within minutes of meeting God face to face. And through the teaching of the Church, I know that, in spite of my unworthiness, all these actions were not only valid but fruitful. And although I was only the instrument of the Church, it is consoling to realize in the evening of life that I was chosen to be such an instrument. In this period of Church history, when the glory of the priesthood has been somewhat overshadowed by the clouds of scandal and doubt, I want to affirm this fact: if I had another life to live, I’d do it again.'”
His memorial card mentions there is a Fr. Ted video. This tribute is called “The Lion in Winter” and well worth watching. This video is included at the bottom of the page in the link below:
I don’t know why I have lived so long, but a friend who is writing a book on natural health wrote to me recently: “Words cannot describe how overjoyed I was to receive your card and letter, and to know that you are well… I recall how very energetic and vital you were whenever I saw you years earlier. You certainly have been blessed with an extra special event in your life – to celebrate a 100th birthday – experienced by so very few…. People must ask you your secret to longevity and a clear mind. What do you tell them? Special food? Clean living? Drive and motivation to be always productive and achieving goals? I would be very curious to know your response. It seems to me that people who survive to their late 90s or beyond, are those who are very busy with meaningful projects. Or is it something more? What do you think? And may I inquire about your health, Msgr. Foy? In a letter a couple of years ago you mentioned being wheelchair bound. Are you out of the chair and up and about? Obviously you are blessed with a clear mind: you are still writing. How wonderful! I am delighted for you…”
As far as I know, I am the oldest diocesan priest ever and with the longest years of ordination in the history of the Archdiocese of Toronto (and possibly in Canada).
I had and have a lot of health problems. A few years ago, after a battery of tests requested by a physician who specializes in internal medicine, I was diagnosed as having “a serious heart condition” – but now I am told by another physician that a recent test shows that my heart is now perfectly normal and so I do not have that problem anymore. How can that be explained?
I have continued to try to stay alive and live well over the age 100, but with all sorts of ailments (in a wheelchair, colostomy, legally blind, partial deafness, hypothyroidism, prostate surgery, episodes of chocking, arthritis, kidney and liver problems, a collapsed lung etc.).
It’s ironic that also at this time in Canada the Liberal government and pro-death organizations are fighting to have people legally murdered by physicians through “assisted-suicide”. Euthanasia is morally wrong. Health care providers, physicians and workers should not be forced to cooperate with “assisted-suicide”. Human rights are based on objective moral norms. The right to life should be upheld by law.
Anyway, back to the questions… here are a few thoughts:
The end is near: “Remember man that you are dust and to dust you shall return.”
Do God’s Will.
“Clean Living” – avoid sin, frequent the Sacraments.
What saved me in the Seminary was a book in the seminary library called “My Water Cure” which helped me to recover from an illness.
I was not a smoker and all seminarians in my time were required to take a pledge to abstain from alcohol for ten years. We put our hand on the Bible individually in the chapel under the Prefect of Discipline and made the pledge. I basically abstained from alcohol for most of my life.
Studied natural health care remedies for ailments.
I avoided prescription drugs as much as possible.
I remember a book I read: “How to be Always Well” by Dr. Jackson. There was a breakfast food called “Jackson’s Food” which I used to take in the morning. There was little meat in his diet. For a while I was vegetarian and got weaker. I didn’t end up as a vegetarian.
Within the past two decades I read all of Dr. Sherry Roger’s books. I have read hundreds of books on health.
Drive and motivation to fulfil one’s vocation, to be productive and achieve goals.
Healthy Eating, but basically I simply ate what was put before me. When I lived on my own I had more choice.
Exercise: I did a lot of walking. When I was young, I used to go to daily Mass, which was a good walk in itself. On Sundays as an Altar boy, we all had to attend the 11am Mass, whether we served or not and had a Procession of Altar Boys. We had to fast from midnight. I used to go to the 8am Mass fasting, walked home and had breakfast and then walked back to attend the 11am Mass. Mental toughness – I had active jobs like I used to deliver the paper weekly over a 5 mile area when I was a child. I walked home from High School each day – that was about five miles. Later, I used to work at the desk during the day. For years I did push-ups every morning (up to 300). In the summer time, I sometimes walked from the East end of Toronto to the Exhibition and back (four hours or more of walking). On Sundays in the summer I sometimes walked from Scarborough to High Park and back. I used to take a long walk every day before supper for twenty-five years. A man told me he could set his clock by the time I passed by his door. Long walkers are sometimes long livers.
Have a balanced Life.
Work and Prayer – Divine Office, Mass.
Keep the mind active – did a lot of reading and studying.
Recreation: Interests
Social – family, friends
Supplements – as I got older, I began taking more vitamins, minerals etc. to keep up with aging and various health issues.
The head physician of the intensive care unit at a hospital where I was on life support in 2009 and had five surgeries in one month, gave a comment about recovery from serious illness: “about 50% is based on heredity, 50% is based on a person’s will to live”.
In my nineties, I got a tracheotomy for breathing and a feeding tube in my stomach that were both later reversed. After six months in the hospital, on Christmas Day I began to be able to drink and eat again on my own; after I had, at one point, been told by a swallowing specialist that there was no hope of that happening. However, I kept praying that I would recover and asked for more testing to be done, and in God’s time, food and water started going down successfully like Haley’s Comet. I gave the swallowing specialist a postcard of the original St. John’s Church, my natal parish – someone had written on the back of it: “Last night I saw Haley’s Comet”.
My father Edward Foy saw Haley’s Comet in 1910.
I am near the end, that’s for sure.
God bless you,
Msgr. Vincent Foy, Age 100 years and over six months, Ordained for 76 years and over eight months, February 18, 2016
You must be logged in to post a comment.