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Tengo casi setenta años y no recuerdo una época en la que se pidiera con tanta urgencia un cambio de liderazgo en el Capitolio.
Por supuesto, como proclamó el Pontífice, en 2025 comenzará el Jubileo de la Esperanza. Y dentro de un año el mundo debería ser un lugar mucho más seguro y agradable para vivir que ahora. Así que amén a eso.
My folks were wealthy people who chose to reside in a rough section of Pacoima, California. This, to live among those in a neighborhood that they felt compelled to serve and to honor in an act of serial reciprocity -- to repay a debt of gratitude for the kindness shown them by the Latino community in which they settled after they emigrated to Mexico.
Ultimately however, both were murdered championing the cause in which they so fervently believed. I am, of course, grateful to the holy church but especially to the Almighty, for now extending to me this opportunity to express my deep and abiding respect (and eternal love) for their sacrifice. Que Dios se apiade de sus almas.