The Man, the Myth, The Legend!

Well, not so much a myth!

I was born in 1978, the year of John Paul the Great's election as Pope. For almost 27 years of my life, I knew only one Pope. Even in those days when I was far away from the Church, I always appreciated his holiness, humor, and humanity. On the day of his death, I wept as though I had lost my own father......and in many ways I had. But those days that followed his death were a wonderful opportunity to remember the man, but in addtion, they helped me to realize the greater influence he has now, so close to Our Lady and Our Lord. I know he is interceding for us now, and I look forward to the day, God willing, that I may be with him in heaven praising the Lord singing "Holy, Holy, Holy!"

Praise be to Jesus Christ!