I appreciated now how very patient, understanding and kind she was to have wasted her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle.
I had about half an hour between plane connections, and I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived
there now, happily matured by marriage and motherhood.
Then really without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information Please."
Miraculously, I heard again the small, clear voice I knew so well: "Information."
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you tell me, please, how to spell the word 'fix'?"
There was a long pause. Then came the softly spoken answer. "I guess," said Information Please, "that your finger must
have healed by now."
I laughed. "So it's really still you" I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during all that
"I wonder," she replied, "if you know how much you meant to me? I never had any children, and I used to look forward to
your calls. Silly, wasn't it?"
It didn't seem silly, but I didn't say so.
Instead, I told her how often I had thought of her over the years, and I asked if I could call her again when I came
back to visit my sister after the first semester was over.
"Please do. Just ask for Sally."
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