Best way to prepare for pope's visit

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September 25, 1995|By Dan Rodricks

Cardinal Keeler suggests that Maryland Catholics refrain from eating meat on Fridays to "spiritually prepare" for the pope's visit to Baltimore. That's fine if you like fish. I have a better idea. Give something to a charity. The pope will be a lot more impressed. Today's suggestion: Chara House, a foster home for kids at risk of AIDS. There are five boys there now, the oldest being 3 years old. Chara House can use clothes, toys, games, books, puzzles, sheets for cribs, and volunteers. Call Jeanne Schmitt at 367-1191.


"I did not, could not and would not have committed this crime," O.J. Simpson soliloquized the other day, sounding like a Dr. Seuss character and, to me anyway, a guy who doesn't have his story straight. "Did not" would have sufficed. Adding "could not" and "would not" made the denial tentative, conditional, as if to say: "There's no way a nice man like me could have [or would have] sliced two people to death." He also said the jury "will find as the record stands now" that he didn't commit murder - not exactly a direct denial. It's probably unwise to read too much into O.J.'s simple statement. But everyone else has over-analyzed everything to do with this case. I would if I could, and I just did.

Not-so-golden move

Looks like the owner of the Golden Arm, the York Road restaurant squeezed out of the shopping center where Johnny Unitas put it 27 years ago, has found a new place to do business - in Cockeysville. Bill Grauel is the new owner of Patrick's Restaurant and Pub in the Cranbrook Shopping Center. That's bummer news for those of us who had hoped Grauel would be able to relocate the Arm somewhere in the North Govans-South Towson area. But out to Cockeyburb he goes, taking Tomas Sanz, his fine chef (formerly of Tio Pepe and Thompson's), with him. Meanwhile, back at the York Road Plaza, we're stuck with another Boston "Chicken On A Tray" Market. So I recommend the meatloaf sandwich at the Swollow at the Hollow.

Stealth trash dropper

Baltimore Observed ... From Jack Goellner, retired director, Johns Hopkins University Press: "I'm walking on Charles Street, just below where St. Paul splits off and Charles is one-way south. A powder blue VW Beetle pulls up to the curb on the left side of the street. A frail, white-haired, little old lady in a print dress gets out. She puts on a pair of white gloves, reaches behind the seat and takes out two small plastic bags of garbage. She looks both ways for traffic, steps daintily across Charles to where a couple of trash cans are sitting on the curb lawn of a house for pickup, lifts the lid off one of them, drops in her two bags of garbage, looks both ways again, then hobbles back across the street. She pulls off the white gloves, gets behind the wheel and drives away."

Bigfoot sightings

For the record . . . Number, by county, of modern Bigfoot sightings in Maryland, according to Greenbelt researcher Mark Opsasnick, sighted in "Atlas of the Mysterious in North America," published this month by Facts On File: Baltimore (49); Carroll (48); Harford (47); Prince George's (32); Frederick (22); Anne Arundel (9); Montgomery and Somerset (6); Calvert and Howard (5); Garrett (4), Dorchester (3); Charles, Worcester and Cecil (2); and Washington and Wicomico (1). No sightings in the city of Baltimore, though I once knew a cop in the Southern District named Bigfoot.

Commemorating end of WWII

Memo to the caterer: Break out the calvados. (That's French for apple jack, and there ain't an infantryman from Dub'ya-Dub'ya Two who will ever forget it.) Men and women from Normandy and Maryland, the French province and American state historically united by the events of June 6, 1944, will meet at the Pikesville armory next week to commemorate the 50th anniversary of the end of World War II. Fifty-two Normans, including the mayors of four towns liberated by American troops, will be treated to a banquet held by the 29th Division Association. Men of the 29th, many of them from Maryland and Virginia, hit Omaha Beach on D-Day in what turned out to be the last year of the war in Europe.

Fitzgerald fan pushes for stamp

Bryan Sears, who wants to see F. Scott Fitzgerald's tender face on a postage stamp, visited the Rockville grave of the famous author over the weekend. Yesterday was the 99th anniversary of Fitzgerald's birth. Sears has been lobbying the Postal Service to issue a stamp next year to commemorate the 100th anniversary, and he says he's making progress. If you want to help Sears, his address is -- I swear -- 4-C Fitzgerald Court, Baltimore 21234.

Soaring like an eagle

From Isaiah 40:27-31, the first Bible reading at the funeral of 25-year-old Baltimore firefighter Eric Schaefer: "Young men may grow tired and weary, youths may stumble and fall, but those who hope in Yahweh renew their strength, they put out wings like eagles. They run and do not grow weary, walk and never tire."

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