Like many of you out there in Dukedom on Election Day, I was awake late into the night, watching as those fabled Democratic precincts in Cleveland failed to deliver Ohio to Kerry.
So we had a little get together at the School of Medicine Oct. 25, and things got testy.
It is a hard thing to watch your friend fade away. It is the hardest thing I can imagine—to see day by day as she slips from the world of the living into the long night of silence.
I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me. —Matthew 25: 39-40.
I recently heard one of the greatest pickup lines ever, and I'm wondering how I can work it into a conversation.
