The Brewers won, Irishfest was fun and Oliver Stone got er done.
Was one of 30,000, which included three busloads from my church, who saw the Brew Crew win in the bottom of the ninth after five scoreless innings. Too bad I didn't recognize any of the players.
Saw
World Trade Center movie Saturday at Westown. Director Oliver Stone took great pains to make sure his 9/11 movie was as accurate and realistic as possible but apparently didn't care enough to edit out the boom microphones visible at the top of the screen in several scenes. It's another emotional Sept. 11th film done fairly well but I didn't hear the sniffling like I did at the end of Flight 93.
The only admission fee to Irishfest Sunday was a few outdated cans of soup for Second Harvest. The Catholic Mass was great, as usual, and since Archbishop Dolan just returned from 10 days in Ireland he had some great stories to tell.
A favorite story involved finding
mass rocks in the countryside. When Catholicism was outlawed under British rule, priests would say mass on hills using rocks for the altar and the hill for a lookout. The hymn "Faith of our Fathers" is related to the chances the priests took. Even though there was a huge bounty on the priests' heads, the faithful wouldn't turn them in. "In spite of dungeon, fire and sword... we will be true to thee till death."
I don't know how many people the Marcus Amphitheater holds, but there had to have been more than 5,000 there for the beautiful service on a beautiful day.
Stayed at Irishfest long enough to hear a little of the music and watch the superb Trinity II Irish Dancers. And couldn't leave without witnessing one tug-of-war contest.
