Mel and I took a trip traveling by car from LA toward San Francisco. The destination is immaterial, it was just the listening that was so good. We started off and after a short while Mel asked if I was OK. I said just fine, why? She replied that I hadn't said much. I told her that listening was much more enjoyable than talking. So for the next several hours I listened. I sincerely wish that I was carrying a tape recorder at the time because a better trip I never had.
Just listening to her talk about family, friends, trips, people she had met, Flosie (my mom), her relationship with God and all the various odds and ends in-between, was absolutely wonderful.
I cannot in any way express the joy and pleasure of that trip. It was many many years ago and, as you can tell, it had a profound effect on me. I hope that in some way Mel enjoyed it as much as I.
When Mel reaches his side, I hope the man upstairs takes the time to listen as well......