Life's Outtakes Daris Howard

Out of the blue, an old friend, Randy, called me. It was a couple of days before Mother's Day, and he seemed to have been thinking about his mother and mine, who had both passed away. He didn’t say so directly, but the topic turned that way.

I knew he was overseas and wondered what time it was there.

“Oh,” he said, “it’s two o’clock in the morning.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I replied. “What are you doing up at this hour?”

He laughed. “I’m retired, unlike someone else I know. I can do anything I want.”

He said he had been working on something and hadn’t noticed the time. But then he got thinking about home. He couldn’t find a phone number for any friends from our childhood days, but he knew we were connected on Facebook, so he called me on FaceTime.

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