In awe did I watch as the Archduke greeted his many fans. Meeting him was like meeting Babe Ruth!
My thoughts were deep in the the First World War. I thought of his throne which had been lost since 1918 and his giving up all claims to that already-lost throne in 1961.
With hope did I smile upon him while thiniking of how today, gloriously reigning, we have a German Pope from Catholic Bavaria!
It has been a turbulent history for Christendom in these years. Good news, though, as fides vincit!