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A Piece of My Mind
August 19, 1998

The Holy Society

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Edited by Roxanne K. Young, Associate Editor.

JAMA. 1998;280(7):654. doi:10.1001/jama.280.7.654

The telephone rings shortly after dark. Sensing somehow that the call is for me, I answer the phone with only a moment's hesitation. I cover the mouth of the receiver for a moment to confer with my wife. She had few expectations for this night in the first place and gives only a brief sigh when I inform her I will be going out. With our children in bed, I know she will curl up with her journals and undoubtedly be asleep when I return.

"I'll pick you up at 9," my caller informs me, and we disconnect. Once again I ask myself how I ever became involved in this sort of a thing, but I accept my responsibility, and await my ride. I spend the brief wait cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, a seemingly endless task, but one that is comforting in its lack of emotional or intellectual demands. My ride appears at the stroke of 9. I grab a jacket and am off.

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