Sept. 13, 2001 ~ He called today,
and talked with his brother while Larry and I were out. They had a good talk, at least fifteen minutes or so, and he had hoped to call back when I was home. Younger son came and interrupted a meeting I was leading, insisting that I come to the back of the room to speak with him. I excused myself, thinking there must be some terrible news. But he wanted me to know that his brother had called and was okay, and that I needed to leave quickly so I could be home for his next call. When I told the group the reason for the interruption... they applauded, and there were a few tears. There were lots of tears tonight.
It's been a very tearful week.
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