My guy was in a good mood when I got there and we had a real conversation.
Then he spotted a mother and daughter and said they were his roommate’s people and I should go talk to them.
But I had not seen his roommate this day, the Jewish veteran.
So I asked the nurse where the roommate went and she said he had been taken to the hospital.
But my guy insisted I talk to the women and yelled out loud for me to do so.
A moment later he said to me, “I yelled too loud, didn’t I?”
I patted his chest and told him he still still has a great pair of lungs.
He said, “Yes, that’s about all I’ve got left.”