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Sunday, April 10, 2005
~ 11:27 AM ~
It was unlikely, but I watched almost the whole funeral procession of Pope John Paul II over BBC live. The main reason is that I am not a Roman Catholic, or anything close. Still, it seemed to be a must that I view this last moment of him.
He was a great man, who helped relieved his home coungtry Poland from the oppressive Communist rule. He was also only pope who did not stay in the Vatican forever. He was a travelling pope.
Some say he performed miracles; others say he was magnimous. I say he is the only one alive now that can be called a 'philanthropist'- One who loves mankind.
Bless him.
(This article does not mean to promote any religious belief. I am not pulling down my flag halfway, so do not sue me for it. )
