The Man in the Red Dress: My Unlikely Friendship with Cardinal Francis George
…ul II’s successor, in which he would vote for the first time. When the 767 airliner jostled and dipped like a possessed carnival ride, Chicago’s cardinal didn’t budge—nary a flutter of newsprint. In fact, he seemed blissfully unaware of any tumult, real or imagined. That is a man secure in his mortality, I thought as I craned my neck to look for the flight attendant refilling wine glasses. I recalled that unflinching newspaper when I learned Cardi…
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