The Pope has died. Back in 1987, out of curiousity, I (and tens of thousands of others) gathered to see the Pope drive down Geary Street in San Francisco atop his Pope-mobile. I had been raised a Catholic, and had attended twelve years of Catholic schools in the Detroit area . . . . my mother told me once that as a very small child, I had been blessed by the famous Cardinal Cushing of Boston.
The only other well known religious leader I have ever seen or been
close to was the Dali Lama. While working as a journalist, I got to
attend a press conference were the exiled spiritual leader of Tibet
spoke. I was sitting in an assembled room of journalists, about six
rows in from the head of the room where the Dali Lama sat. I thought he
looked at me, or at least, had looked my way.