The Second Quadrennial Día De San Geraldo

During our first six months in Sevilla (2011), San Geraldo decided it was all too much for him — having to try and communicate in Spanish, to find his way around town, to survive the Sevillano summer heat.

We had noticed that there was always some kind of procession on the streets of Sevilla. A saint (a statue, a relic, or actual remains) was paraded through the streets with great pomp. He considered locking himself in the house never to emerge, but he thought that would be a bit extreme.

So, being the 22-greats grandson of King Ferdinand III, San Geraldo commanded that he should only have to be paraded on his one special day — just like all the other saints of Spain. He then took it one step further and decided His day should be observed February 29. In that way, he would only have to go out in public once every four years.

Well, here we are again.

On San Geraldo’s first Quadrennial, I clothed him (using Photoshop) in the robes of a very holy statue. (Click here for the original post or see the photo below.) He thought I had been disrespectful.

SAN GERALDO, SEVILLA, 2012.

So this year, I give you San Geraldo in the original 800-year-old ermine-topped cape of his multi-greats grandfather, San Fernando Rey. San Fernando died in 1252, but was canonized in 1671. I even let San Geraldo wear Grandpa’s crown, leaving San Geraldo’s own crown (at top of post) in the Tower of Los Boliches (our apartment building) with the rest of the Crown Jewels. So, until Leap Year 2020, it’s back in mothballs for the ermine cape — and San Geraldo.

SECOND QUADRENNIAL DÍA DE SAN GERALDO, 2016.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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