Friday, September 19
Viterbo and Bagnaregio were magnificent. At Bagnaregio, I saw the arm of St. Bonaventure encased in silver, appropriately enshrined at his birthplace. While I also saw at Viterbo the wizened but incorrupt body of the town's teenaged patron, the remarkable St. Rose. It was a remarkable glimpse of this young saint of a time far past. Details tomorrow, after I hit a Tridentine Mass at the church of Corpus Domini on the Via Nomentana, which should be extremely blogworthy as it is being said for the repose of the souls of the fallen Papal troops (and their enemies) killed at the battle of Porta Pia in 1870.