Exciting night
There I sat in the ER waiting room while my pal Don had the
doctors sew up his torn hand. He went to retrieve a basketball
that had bounced too high and hopped the school yard fence one
evening in mid summer. When Don scooted up the fence to leap it
and reclaim the ball, he slipped, gashing the palm of his left hand
deeply. We rushed him to the nearest hospital ER. And I waited
with him when the other guys headed home. I never expected the
night to end with so much excitement and fulfillment. Here’s
how it happened. (more…)