The Magazine of The Evangelical Lutheran Church in America


'All my hurt leaked through me pen'


It was one of those lazy Sunday afternoons, and I was watching football. My wife, Ginny, decided to call our third son, who lived 2,000 miles away, to clarify a comment he'd made in his last letter.

I became aware of my wife's silence as she sat motionless on the floor, holding the phone. "Honey, what's wrong?" I asked.

Slowly she looked up. "AIDS — Dean has AIDS," she said.


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