ARIZONA
Phoenix New Times
By Terry Greene Wednesday, Oct 25 1989
The road dips into rocky washes, winds through forests of saguaros and climbs up a windswept hill to a toppled wooden cross that marks the entrance to Father George Bredemann’s twenty-acre kingdom.
Father George spent practically every weekend at his “Castle.” Nestled a few miles south of U.S. 60-89, the highway that links Sun City West and Wickenburg, the priest’s desert hideaway is miles away from the nearest neighbors and can be reached only by the primitive dirt road.
The grounds are strewn with donations from Catholic charities and loving parishioners, gifts meant to help the priest as he built his retreat for altar boys, retarded Boy Scouts and troubled youths.
Even when Father George was there, the donations rotted and rusted randomly throughout the acreage–lawn chairs, loose nails, barbecue grills, stoves, wheelbarrows, mattresses, rolls of carpet and padding, used lumber, insulation, roofing, a children’s swimming pool. There are also empty beer cans and vodka bottles. At the far end of the hill there are thirteen old toilets and several sinks, and next to them is a grave marked by a wooden cross that bears no name. The grave contains the ashes of a Catholic who wished to be buried at the Castle, says deputy county attorney Cindi Nannetti, who prosecuted Bredemann.
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