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Then I walked to the Piazza Navona for a look at the fountains and over the Bridge of the Angels to the Castle St. Angelo which I had explored last year. Then into St. Peter’s Square; it was quite late by this time; perhaps after midnight. I sat at the base of one of the great columns; the Square was deserted; just me and oh yes, the lights in the Pope’s study were on; he was working late; on what, some new encyclical; so there we were. And then the shadow of a figure crossed in front of the window; it had that famous particular shadow/silo whet; and I wonder if my brain was playing tricks; it happened so fast I must have imagined it; but then it crossed back again across the room; so I did see the Pope on this visit in a nebulous sort of way; still, I thought it was a blessing. Later I thought The Vatican’s Swiss guards must have been aware that I was there in the square; but they let me be there; and of course it was for me another magical moment. I thanked God for this birthday present; as He knew how much such a moment in time, at this time in my life, could mean for me.

For supper I had a wonderful plate of penne in a salmon sauce; and tiramisu with coffee for desert; in a charming little cantina just off Corso Victor Emanuel. At the end of this day at St. Peter’s I thought, all things considered I have had a great and wonderful birthday.