We awoke early on day three of our Italian vacation. After breakfast in our hotel room, including a great cup of cappuccino brought to our room by Paolo, one of the hotel staff, we headed for our 8:30 appointment to see David. We had been warned about the lines at the...
We spent four hours of day seven in a hot, sweaty, crush of humanity to see the Pope’s place. In those four hours, the greatest impression left on me was that Pope John XXIII, known as the Good Pope, looked not just good but great in his glass coffin after being dead...