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The Vatican ... what a disappointment

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The church named St. Peter's is the centre-piece of Vatican City in Rome. My wife and I have wanted to visit since I was an altar boy and she sang in our church choir, over 50 years ago.   Christians have been making pilgrimages to the original church on the site since the 4th century.  Millions more have been attracted to today's St. Peter's which was designed by an army of architects that included Michelangelo and Bernini and was completed in 1626. The Vatican is historically significant. It's an architectural wonder of the world.  It has over-the-top art, everywhere,  and for the 1.2 billion Catholics in the world,  it's ground-zero for our religion. When you enter the Square  in front of St. Peters you feel welcomed. The surrounding columns to the left and right encircle you -- like the Allstate good-hands .  The Square accommodates 100,000 people each week for the Pope's blessing.   In the center of the Square is a 120' hig

The Miracle of Herb Score

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The Miracle of Herb Score I went to a private Catholic boys school in Toronto taught  by Christian Brothers. In 1957 before class started, the Brother explained that something terrible happened in a Major League baseball game the previous day. He asked us to get down on our knees beside our desks and pray for 23-year old Cleveland Indian pitcher, Herb Score. He told us he'd been injured in a game against the Yankees and he may not survive. He'd been hit in the face with a come-backer line drive . Remarkably, he not only survived his injuries, he  resumed his sensational playing career and followed that with a 34-year very successful broadcasting career as the voice of the Cleveland   Indians on Radio. Some think his life was much more than just luck. As a  3-year old, he'd been run over by a truck. Then, he'd survive the rheumatic fever. In his 60's, he'd beat all odds after a life-threatening car crash. Easy. His middle name

"They're at the Post" ... with me in the saddle ... come along for the ride?

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He was also a Tarzan in "Tarzan Goes to India" When I was a kid, like many kids, I wanted a pony.  The fact that I grew up in downtown Toronto and was the last of ten children didn’t dissuade me. I was a huge fan of Roy & Trigger and Gene & Champion but my idol was The Range Rider. He was TV’s best cowboy of the 1950s played by a former Hollywood stunt man named Jock Mahoney. His horsemanship and trick riding on the show just couldn’t be beaten. Note … Today, according to Mahoney’s step-daughter, Oscar-winning actor, Sally Field, Jocko was responsible for the abuse with her that would put him in prison in today’s #MeToo generation. By the time I became a teenager I still hadn’t got my pony but I found the next best thing - the riding academy. That’s what they called horses-for-hire businesses that offered hourly rentals or trail rides. I graduated from the trail rides pretty quickly and fancied myself as a skilled horseman. I was so sure of my equine skills,