Okay, okay. I know today is the Feast of the Annunciation, not the Feast of the Assumption. But, I was suffering especially today from the fog of morning which, unlike the fog of war, is not always avoidable, at least not before my sixth cup of coffee.
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
The historiographic point I was trying to make has been on my mind because of a book review I am currently working on for the New Republic. And, it still holds, although we will have to wait until August 15th for me to link that point to the first cathedral in Baltimore.