A reminder to my friends and acquaintances in Rome that it is, once again, time to hide the silverware. I hit the City on Tuesday, 23 October. I think the Carabinieri have already been warned, if the Great Roman™ has been paying attention.
I’m heading to Rome for the annual Summorum Pontificum gathering. I’ve kicked myself in the past when I have not attended. My greatest pleasure is meeting so many of you fellow pilgrims and long-time readers and my old friends in the City.
My stay will be, alas, short, since I have to be back in Madison for a Pontifical Requiem at the Throne for All Souls, celebrated by the Extraordinary Ordinary.
However, I hope to say Mass each day at Ss. Trinità dei Pelegrini, more than likely in the afternoons with the reopening of the sacristy (if my past patterns hold). Nihil innovetur.
And since I don’t change my patterns much, my first stop after settling in will be to hunt up groceries, especially from my veggie stand where I’ve been going for some 30 years.
And to the other nearby shops for necessities:
And… of course… Mass. I’ll be saying Masses for my benefactors during my time in Rome.
All of you who have been so good and generous, long-time donors and occasional givers are the object of my constant prayers and Masses for your intention. It is a duty and pleasure to pray for benefactors, a bound of charity which connects us across distances.