October, Friday the 13th, 1307
Not a good day to be a Templar.
I find it interesting that our aversion to Friday the 13th comes from a real event-namely the hunting down and destruction of the Knights Templar Order by the French King Philip IV (who had been denied entry into the Order) and the Pope.
The official end of the Templar's opens up so many wonderful possibilities for historical/action-adventure fiction. I have too many thoughts and inspirations to even go on as yet.
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6 comments:
Wow. I learned something new today. Thanks!
Hey Angie.
My wife actually reminded me it was Friday the 13th and she knew what it was from me because I told her about this a long time ago-History Buff and all. I have always been a sucker for knights and plots and triple crosses with swirds and daring do's.
Didn't know that. But Friday the 13ths have always been good days for me. I celebrate them with acts of revelry and rebellion. This past Friday, I ate TWO protein bars—one right after the other. (See, I am too a rebel.)
Well you have always struck me as very tuff-OUTSIDERS spelling.
Sad day indeed, for the
Templars, and yet, not unlucky for me at all. Except that no one came to my house and cleaned it while I had my eyes closed, does that count?
I even let my son drive me to Blockbuster that day and both my car and I lived to tell about it.
Yeah, I'm not personally superstitious about it-I'm probably only a little stitious.
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