I had a good chat with grandpa last night. He sounded good and in fine form, until I asked about a couple of ministry questions.
His history in pastoral work has been a long one, and I asked him a question about it.
The line got all quiet and I knew he was trying to get himself together. He was weeping.
Then I woke up.
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