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| Voices on the Phone A shaky voice on the other end of the phone identified himself, but I already knew from caller ID who I was talking to. With a smile I hoped transmitted through the line, I asked how he was though I could tell from his tenor he was having a bad day. His response was an upbeat, "I'm OK," followed by a long monologue on why he wasn't, which included a health set back, a fight with his landlord/brother, and his car engine blowing up. "But who cares?" My quick response, "I do," and he started to cry. After allowing him to get himself together I offered to transfer his car to an old truck with minimal effort to him, he thanked me for my friendship and hung up. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |