In downtown Seattle, I got together for lunch with my old friend, Cindy Ferguson.

We ate at a Greek place called “Meditteranean Express.” The restaurant name employs a misspelling of “Mediterranean.”

I had the shrimp dish. It was flavored a bit strongly for my tastes.

Cindy wrote about our lunch meeting in her personal blog. I wonder if she finished reading “The End of Poverty” yet. Hey Cindy, did you finish reading “The End of Poverty” yet?

After lunch, Cindy took me for a walk down to a Jesuit Church, called the Chapel of St. Ignatius.

This structure is one of modern architecture’s finest gems.

The interior is a place of traquility. A sanctuary from the sins of the world.

Throughout the chapel there are symbols of life and sacrafice.

These are among the coolest windows I have ever seen.

They are especially interesting up close.

In one room, there was a signpost, with a phrase written in various languages. I found a language I recognized.

“Que la paz prevalezca en la tierra.” Ah, those words are so true.

All parents should teach their children these words.

Que la paz….

That the peace…

prevalezca…

should prevail…

...en la tierra.

...on the Earth.