He squeezed my hand gently. I squeezed back harder.
And like that carnival contest where you bang a hammer and watch the disk rise up the pole,
I could almost see my body heat rise up Morrie's chest and neck into his cheeks and eyes.
He smiled. “In the beginning of life, when we are infants, we need others to survive, right?
And at the end of life, when you get like me, you need others to survive, right?”
His voice dropped to a whisper. “But here's the secret: in between, we need others as well.”
Later that afternoon, Connie and I went into the bedroom to watch the O. J. Simpson verdict.
It was a tense scene as the principals all turned to face the jury, Simpson, in his blue suit,
surrounded by his small army of lawyers, the prosecutors who wanted him behind bars just a few feet away.
When the foreman read the verdict“Not guilty”Connie shrieked. “Oh my God!”
We watched as Simpson hugged his lawyers. We listened as the commentators tried to explain what it all meant.
We saw crowds of blacks celebrating in the streets outside the courthouse,
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