Eduardo Rogelio Dulom
Eduardo Rogelio's Story
My name is Eddie Dulom. I was with Monsignor Brian O'Walsh from February 9, 1961, to the first week in December 1963. During that time and later years I was
blessed to have Monsignor as my father; yes, the only father I ever knew and
my best friend. The first week I was at the home we were sitting on the
porch, and he asked me about a discrepancy with one of my last names. I
explained the situation, and he immediately understood. A couple of days
later I asked him not send me out of Miami because I would run away, and he
smiled. Once I pulled a sneaky on Mr. Carrion and told him I was going to
spend the weekend with my grandmother, but I was spending it with a friend
from North Carolina. On Sunday night I came back not knowing one of my uncles had
called to see how I was and told Mr. Carrion my grandmother was in Cuba. Mr.
Carrion was not very happy with me when I came back and told me FATHER
wanted to see me. That was the first and last time I got a PALETAZO. I was
18 and that was a first for me, but everything he did was with respect and
love. To me he was the wisest and kindest man I had ever known. Another time
I asked him why a French kiss was sinful, and he smiled and said, “I think
you can figure that one out by yourself.” I always felt very at ease to come to
him with any problems or questions. Once I asked him why he had chosen to be
a priest, having a plane, a Mercedes, and wealth, and he said, “To serve
God.” Boy, did I learn a lot about him with that answer! He always had an open
door for all of us. We were talking one night, and he looked worried. Of
course I asked, and he told me two boys had gone into some mail boxes and
gotten in trouble, big trouble, but they were going to be released to his
custody and were coming to St. Raphael's. He said to me, “Eddie, they cannot get
in trouble again.” On Christmas Eve of 61 there were just a few guys going to
the dining room--all the others had gone to relatives’, and he looked at me and
said, “This is the first time I have seen you sad.” Boy, did he know me! Yes, I
was very sad missing my family.
He used to check every room every night to make sure everybody was there
and safe. Well, one night I came in at about 2:00 a.m., and he was waiting for
me. I asked if I was in trouble, and he said no, but you have to go to
confession in the morning, to which I answered that I could not be sorry
for what I was doing, and he gave me one of the wisest answers he could give
me, “Do it because you hurt God.” Wow, what a comeback!
On graduation night from Curley we took a picture together, and to my regret
that is the only picture I have of him and I. After graduation I went to
work for the Catholic Welfare Bureau as a messenger. I was at the main
office every day, and if I knew Father was there, I would say hello to
Lloydine, his secretary, and she would say, “He is very busy.” I would walk in
to his office anyway and say hello. He was never too busy to see me.
On the tenth anniversary of Operation Pedro Pan, Monsignor wrote an article
about my wife, my three children and I in the Voice newspaper about the accomplishments
of his Pedro Pan children.
Everything that there was to learn about love, honesty, integrity, loyalty,
and friendship, I learned from Monsignor. I hope someday the whole world
gives him credit for the magnitude of the project and the great job that he
All Pedro Pans will always be grateful to him.
Thank you, Father
Love you forever, Eddie.