"And now I turn you over to the Cuban people," the young woman from the Ministry of Tourism said, gesturing toward Havana’s Plaza of the Revolution where hundreds of thousands waited for Mass to begin. Her words were meant kindly-and, for me, it worked. I had expected our trip, put together in Miami at the last minute, would be a circumscribed experience. We (cardinals, (...)
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Postcard from Havana
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