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Saturday, January 15, 2005

Yet another Tridentine Revanchist.

My eldest is insisting we go to "the Church with the rose." She has been for the past three weeks.

We finally figured out what she meant--she wants to back to St. Josaphat's, which has, amongst its marvellous stained glass, a window with a large rose. When we couldn't last week, Madeleine wept. It looks like we're going to have to get her a T-shirt.

So, tomorrow, it's back to the Mass of Bl. John XXIII we go! [Thanks to Fr. Joseph Wilson for that line.] That sound you don't hear is my arm not being twisted.

As to my daughter's interest, it's surely silly nostalgia inspired by all those Barry Fitzgerald movies the networks keep broadcasting 24/7.

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