Saint Paul's Cathedral was built, and still remains at the corner of chatam and High street in downtown Worcester.

In August of 1866, Father Power started the process of building a church on Main Street. Due to heated controversy that errupted, the location was changed to the top of the hill on High Street. The ground-breaking ceremony took place in the Spring of 1868. On July 4, 1869, the basement and roof were completed, the cornerstone was laid and the first mass was delivered by Bishop Williams and Father Fitton. In 1874 construction was finally completed except for the tower which was done in 1889. The building measures 168 feet long, 91 feet wide and 96 feet at the apex.

On March 7, 1950, citizens of Worcester could hear the new bell in the tower ring for the first time. It was installed the day before.

Forgot to mention, it was designed by the Worcester architect Elbridge Boyden.

This has always been Church of which I have judged others, and have compaired. I was confirmed there in the early 1960's.

St. Paul's Cathedral in Worcester hosts a yearly music festival in the second week of June when it becomes a thriving center for culture in Worcester. Internationally acclaimed artists and local talented musicians are featured. Most of the concerts are free, and are followed by a reception in the newly decorated Cenacle. For more information call the St. Paul's Music Office at 508-754-9822. Also, the St. Paul's Cathedral Choir is now one of the finest choirs in New England.

This was my family's church. I rember walking up the High St hill on Sundays. Anyone remember Father Markey? I received my First Communion here - one kid passed out from hunger, another one gagged on the host. When my father died in 1964 his funeral mass was held here. I also belonged to a boy scout troop which held meetings in some of the rooms of the lower level, which also held a smaller sanctuary where daily morning masses were held. This was also where the confessionals were. Across the street was what I believe was called St. Paul's school, where I went to Catechism classes on Saturdays. The nuns were very strict. Also on High St. across from the church was a shrine to St. Anthony where my mother always stopped to light a candle. A couple of years ago while visiting Worcester I visited the shrine which appeared to be different from what I remembered...perhaps it was rebuilt.

I was a young gangster that the nuns tried to educate at St Paul's Cathderal School in the forties and fifties. Never ceased trying to find the nuns hand held brass bell, with the idea that if we could get it from them nothing could commense at the school-recess forever! Never did - darn heck! Got more than my share ( deserved) of knuckle busting and hand stinging whacks, but was well served. Went on to be career Marine and never had a superior who was better leader than my nuns at Saint Paul's- God Bless them all. Semper Fidelis, RA Doyle, Capt USMC ret.