Mark
When I got off the phone with Pops, I called Ced. I mean, he’s still my best friend. Who else would I call? I explained what was happening, and he said right off that he wouldn’t miss coming. Then he said to hold the line. I could hear him talking to Tim, but he must have had his hand over the phone.
“Mark, this is Tim. I want to come, too.”
“Hey, Tim, that’s great. Pops will be so glad to see you!”
“Now listen,” Tim said. “I don’t know how many guys you’re going to be able to round up for this. I’ll bet both Chaz and Trey will come along. May I invite Max and David? And how about Steve Metz?”
“I’m going to call Chaz and Trey next,” I said. “Would you call Father Max? And I’ll call Steve. But please, help me do this quickly, so we can see about reservations.”
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