tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871003.post111254334484785912..comments2023-11-03T04:39:50.760-05:00Comments on Galley Slaves: Jonathan V. Lasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17426165197358366129noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871003.post-1112546908510920582005-04-03T11:48:00.000-05:002005-04-03T11:48:00.000-05:00At my paper, I put together several pages of matte...At my paper, I put together several pages of matter on the pope's passing, his history, his legacy, what happens next, etc. Particularly striking were the photos, and I believed we all could identify somehow with these things. There was John Paul II giving his very first blessing, his robust youth fairly radiating through bulky vestments. There he was, speaking to the man who shot him as if to an old friend, looking little the worse for the experience. There he was working the crowd in Aurora, Colo., reaching as far as he could to touch as many as he could. And there he was, stooped by age and stiffened by Parkinson's - the same disease my father suffered - looking at a toddler held before him, and on his face that same, wry smile that let us all in on his humor and grace - the same smile as in the first photos taken of him after his election. I am a Baptist, of the sect sometimes regarded as the natural enemy of Catholicism. But this was a good man and a servant leader in the name of God.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com