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By Paula Day
As pilgrimages probably, the one to see the pope
in Columbia by members of St. Patrick's parish in Norcross, began with an early
morning Mass before the 7:30 a.m. departure.
But it was soon evident that this pilgrimage would
have its distinctive American flavor.
There was a spirit of festivity, of holiday. And
there was also a deeper, more vibrant feeling -- of anticipation, almost
yearning. As a 10-year-old put it, "He's my father," and the 126 people
boarding the three buses sounded like long anticipated family reunion with a
most beloved "papa."
The camaraderie was not limited to St. Patrick's
three buses. Pilgrims in other vehicles along I-20 waved papal flags and held
up signs indicating their destination. Two sports cars zipped past carrying
banners proclaiming "Viva Il Papa!" The travelers used a rest stop to find out
where others came from. Family groups spread tablecloths out on the ground and
opened picnic baskets -- a needed break in the four-hour trip from the Atlanta
area.
As any family on a long trip might, the bus
pilgrims passed the time singing. Their songs reflected the variety of their
concerns, interests, backgrounds: "Let There Be Peace On Earth," "God Bless
America," "This Land Was Made for You And Me," "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling,"
"Country Roads," "Dixie," "The Battle Hymn of The Republic," -- a musical one
large family going to a patchwork quilt representative of American Catholics.
One of St. Patrick's pilgrims was Nadija
Dzikowski. A naturalized American, wife, and mother, Mrs. Dzikowski was born in
the Ukraine and lived in Poland for three years. She has aunts, uncles and
cousins still living there. Mrs. Dzikowski was quick to point out that Pope
John Paul's mother was Ukrainian -- "I have an awful lot of Polish connection,"
she added, and introduced a sister-in-law, Theresa Ivy, of St. Michaels parish
in Gainesville, who was born in Poland before her parents emigrated to the
United States.
"I'm hoping some of his (the pope's) blessing will
come on our family," Mrs. Dzikowski continued. "I'm so thrilled, I'm shivering.
I have been blessed already -- coming to this country -- blessed with my family
-- blessed coming on this trip."
"I think it's wonderful we have a Polish pope.
It's the first time in the history of the Church. So many could have been
picked -- anyone else. They picked a Polish pope. Poland had problems at that
time (of John Paul's election). It's wonderful support for people behind the
Iron curtain -- not only Catholics, but other Christians -- to have a leader
like this. I feel a closeness to him because he's been from my part of the
world -- I'm from here now, but you don't forget your roots."
Harry Dzikowski, her husband who is of Polish
descent, added, "To be the first Polish pope is a feat in itself -- especially
because he's a traveler."
Ella Tymchuk, a guest of the Dzikowskis from St.
Michael's in Gainesville, sees Pope John Paul as "outstanding for the '80s --
the world needs him. He's a uniter of nations and denominations. He's a
peacemaker."
Another pilgrim from St. Patrick's was a convert
to Catholicism in 1978. Jim Gammons recalls that his Baptist mother cried when
he was baptized a Catholic. He adds, "The Catholic Church opened its doors and
took me into its arms. The Church is where home is for me." Gammons says that
even before becoming a Catholic he "pictured the pope as a leader of what's
right in the free and Communist world. To me he's more than the spiritual
leader of Catholics. He's a symbol of truth and justice. I love to watch him on
TV. I'm fascinated by the excitement he creates. He's not a political leader -
he's a spiritual leader. I'm fascinated by what a pope can do as head of the
Church. This man in particular -- what he has done for world peace in the
Middle East -- in Poland. He travels and works so hard for everyone. He can do
something now that has never been accomplished before for peace."
Later in the bus before starting for home, Gammons
exclaimed, "It was great. I'd stand in line two or three times to be a part of
this -- and the theme, family life, really impressed me. He really came down to
the basics."
Sarah Rzepecki, a fifth grader from St. Joseph's
School in Athens, along with her parents and two older brothers, was also part
of St. Patrick's group. Her family had moved recently from the Norcross area to
Athens and returned to make the pilgrimage with the parish. Sarah is a swimmer
for the UGA Bulldogs and plans to be an astronaut so she "can see the world
from a different angle." When asked why she wanted to see the pope, she
hesitated -- "I dunno," then after a moment's thought, said quite decidedly:
"He's my father."
Later, after the prayer service, Sarah observed,
"He looks like a nice person. I looked through my binoculars. He was smiling,
but he looked tired."
This comment was echoed by a security officer
watching from a ramp of the University of South Carolina stadium as the crowd
left. "I'm tired. It's been a long day. But in a couple more hours I'll go home
to my own bed. I don't know how he keeps up the pace. And seven more days of
it!"
The hot humid South Carolina afternoon and the
long wait to squeeze, one-by-one, through security check did not wilt, for
long, the crowd's festive spirit. Connie Moraleta could hardly keep up with her
76-year-old mother, Xana Moraleta, as she climbed the last 76 steps "straight
up" to their seats high in the South Carolina sky. On the left one could see
Columbia's skyline; to the right South Carolina's horizon stretched into the
haze. A comfortable breeze cooled the waiting pilgrims as screening kites
swooped from their nests in the stadium's light girders above.
The early evening ecumenical prayer service, a
Service of Christian Witness, was designed as a "celebration of the family
through a program a Scripture reading, narration and music." The narration
connected passages from Genesis through the Old and New Testament to St. Paul's
hymn to charity with comments showing the strong family themes in Sacred
Scripture. Classical music of Palestrina, Vivaldi, Bach, Beethoven, Haydn, as
well as American spirituals and a song by John Paul, "The Children," was
performed by a range of artists including USC's Symphony Orchestra and the
Greater Columbia's Children's Choir.
An impressive moment in the service was the
procession of Christian ministers, representatives of Christian churches that
make up the mosaic that is Christendom in the U.S. As the procession formed and
began its solemn movement across the field, the watching crowd broke into
spontaneous applause.
But the approaching moment of John Paul's arrival
was always on the minds of the waiting pilgrims. "The anticipation -- you can
cut it, "one voice remarked. Twice a helicopter circled the stadium and
attention was distracted from the services on the field. Surely the 'copter
signaled the moment of arrival!
"There he is
" Almost as one, the crowd
spotted the slightly stooped figure with white skill cap emerging from the
opening at the back of the center platform even though audio equipment and
draped papal fluttering between pillars did their best to camouflage the
moment. Waves of applause swept the stadium and Il Papa was claimed by his
waiting flock.
Time and time again, the Holy Father's homily was
interrupted by applause. To other Christian denominations, he said, "We stand
side by side and confess Jesus Christ." Applause. "Jesus Christ is Lord." More
applause. "Scriptures are dear to all of us. They are one of the greatest
treasures we share." Further applause.
He reminded the audience that "Christian families
exist to form a communion of persons in love" and exhorted Americans "you
cannot insist on the right to choose, without also insisting on the duty to
choose well, the duty to choose the truth."
It was a tired but happy group of pilgrims from
St. Patrick's who boarded the busses for the trip home. Even a bus driver's
mistake that took one bus 80 minutes out of the way was accepted with patience.
One more song, "Happy Wanderer," filled the bus before the weary pilgrims, each
with his or her own thoughts and memories, settled in for the long trip home.
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