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>> >>>Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man

>> >>was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain

>> >>the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.

>> >>

>> >>The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men

talked for

>> >>hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their

>> >>jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on

>> >>vacation.

>> >>

>> >>And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he

>> >>would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could

>> >>see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for

those one

>> >>hour periods where his would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity

>> >>and color of the world outside.

>> >>

>> >>The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on

>> >>the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm

>> >>in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced

>> >>the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the

>> >>distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail,

>> >>the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the

>> >>picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a

>> >>parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band he could

>> >>see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with

>> >>descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse

>> >> arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of

>> >>the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was

>> >>saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

>> >>

>> >>As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved

>> >>next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after

making

>> >>sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

>> >>

>> >>Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first

look

>> >>at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for

>> >>himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.

>> >>

>> >>It faced a blank wall.

>> >>

>> >>The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who

>> >>had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse

>> >>responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She

said,

>> >> " Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you. "

>> >>

>> >>Epilogue...There is tremendous happiness in making others happy,

despite our

>> >>own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared,

>> >>is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all of the things you have

>> >>that money can't buy.

>> >>

>> >>The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to

>> >>everyone who passes it on. Do not keep this letter. Do not send money.

>> >>Just forward it to five of your friends to whom you wish good luck. You

will

>> >>see that something good happens to you four days from now.

>> >>

>> >>

>> >>

>> >>

>> >>

>> >>

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>> >

>> >

>> >

>> Dru Sampson

>> Development Director

>> KU School of Law

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