Yep. Doesn't it seem obvious? Back in the day when I was a functioning priest in a large Philadelphia parish, Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning were busy and engaging, but the rest of the week one had to keep engaged by CYO, young adult groups, visiting the sick, etc., or one could just sit in one's room and drink -- as some did. Each parish seemed to present its own pathologies, because there were so many lonely men with too much time on their hands. One parish has a super-kind pastor who used shake his head at the vagaries of the world, a resident who later turned our to be a pedophile, and the man who drank in his room. My other parish had two colleagues, one who was mostly away and one who served faithfully. The pastor left at 2PM and returned at 2AM everyday - he was secretly married. I can't imagine how isolated the priests are today, without much hope of fellow priests to share with.
Where in Kansas? My son went to Washburn law.