800,000! That’s how many folks turned out to see the grave of a dead guy on Dead Day. Not just any dead guy, but perhaps THE dead guy in all of northeastern Brasil. Padre Cicero was his name. Champion of the poor while living, the focus of miraculous activity while dead. Interesting resumé. Interesting story […]
“Hey! Uncle Joe! Gimme a dime!”
“Hey! Uncle Joe! Gimme a dime!” Huh? I was minding my own business, walking down a crowded, noisy street in downtown Fortaleza, a bustling city of almost 2 million in northeastern Brazil. It was late 1983 and I had been living in the city for the past year. Very few people knew my name, much […]
My wife cried yesterday . . .
My wife cried yesterday . . . Odd way to began a post, don’t you think? I do. You see, my wife rarely cries, unless she is in pain. The pain can be physical or it can be emotional. But, it has to be significant. “Sentimental” female she’s not (now, just so there’s no misunderstanding, […]