Tiny Country, Big Church
June 6, 2008
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Emily is standing on one of the two bronze plaques that
offer the perfect perspective of the columns in the pergola,
from which they all line up behind one another.
The last time we were in St. Peter's, we saw Wolfman Jack,
the gravelly voiced DJ from American Graffiti. Jen
asked him, "Hey are you Wolfman Jack?" to which he replied,
"You better believe it, baby!"
The next day we went to a mass by the Pope. Our view from the
back offered us only a tiny glimpse of John Paul II, but still
we wanted to be respectful and grasp what we could of his greatness.
Not all of our fellow tourists felt the same: two German tourists
were talking to each other about where they wanted to go next, even
as the Pope took the microphone and began to speak. Our fellow
tourists wouldn't take the cue. Finally, Jen turned around to them
and whispered loudly, "Hey! It's the Pope!" That stopped them.
By the way, on this visit, not everyone was dressed appropriately for their visit to the Pope.