On the night before his execution by the electric chair, an accused murderer of a clergyman was talking to a prison priest as the prisoner was choosing his last meal.
"Why did you kill a priest?"
"Because of what a priest did to me as a choirboy."
"I'm sorry. Is there anything that I can do?"
"Yes Sir. Tomorrow morning when they place me in the chair and throw the switch, would you hold my hand?