Opinion
Thoughts from the Georgetown community.
Practicing humility
When I need to get away, I go to a crypt. No, I don’t frequent tombs for kicks (Save a certain bar on 36th St.). It’s more chapel than crypt, but the solemnity remains the same. It was once the Crypt of the North American Martyrs; today it’s the Copley Chapel. Small as it is, it serves a very special function, for me anyway.