For a brief time, I was acting dean at Phillips Seminary. It was for fifteen months. That's
similar to fifteen years. The secretary said, "There's someone here to see you." A woman
asked me to come out to the parking lot. I was a little nervous, but I followed her to the
parking lot and to her car. She opened the back door and slumped in the backseat was her
brother. He had been a senior at the University of Oklahoma. He had been in a bad car
wreck and in a coma eight months. She had quit her job as a schoolteacher to take care of
