I know you all have been breathlessly awaiting pictures from the Catholic Media Convention last week in Pittsburgh. The wait is over.
Pittsburgh is a lovely city, and not at all what a lot of us expected. No rust, no smokestacks. Lots of hills and ballparks. Below, the view from my hotel room.
My boss Michael LaCivita led a panel on reporting from the Middle East.
And the whole thing wrapped up with the Catholic Press Association awards, which consisted of three people reading a long long long list of names for about 90 minutes. Thankfully, there was also wine.