Beneath the Wraps

          We had signed up to feed the missionaries for Saturday.  Roland had requested them to come at 4:00 but they said they could not come until 5:00 – which is their normal eating time.  We were doing another breakfast dinner but with a few changes – such as having waffles. Roland believed he could start the dinner at 3:00 and have it ready by 4:00.  I think with the amount of time he spent trying to repair the cable, he would just assume have not had to deal with the missionaries at all.  However the arrangements had already been made. With the cable disconnected and his working to get it repaired, I started a countdown which I don ’ t think helped his mood at all.   I thought it would be nice if he showered before our breakfast dinner got started.   I ran over the list in my mind – eggs, waffles, sausage and bacon.   It seemed like there was something else but I could not figure it out otherwise I would have started...

          For the most part I turn off my phone before I go to work.   I leave it in my bag and do not carry it around with me.   I’m in class, after-all .   It’s not like I can answer it or have a conversation.   On Tuesday morning I went into Roland’s office to tell him that I was leaving to go to Canyonville.   Only he wasn’t in his office.                     The front door had been left open indicating to me that he must be outside.   I still couldn’t find him.   I called out his name but he did not answer.   As I pulled out of the driveway I saw him on the hill wearing a blue shirt.   He must have fallen shortly after I pulled out of the driveway – long before I got to Canyonville.   Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately as I did not allow myself time to freak out) I did not get his message ...