“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

During the last couple of weeks David hadn’t made his regular trips up the hill, but Jane and I were so busy that that fact nearly escaped us. Last Thursday morning, then, we were really shocked when Doris, who is also a teacher and a friend from those apartment-house years, called to tell us that David was in the hospital—that he was to undergo triple-bypass heart surgery the next day. Jane and I couldn’t believe it. We’d thought David was in excellent health. He’d taken up jogging some time ago and was now running 15 miles at a time, three days a week. As he lay in the hospital, David asked Doris why this was happening to him, when he’d tried to take care of himself, help others, and “do everything right.”

David is recovering well from his surgery now, but cannot have visitors yet. Jane has called the hospital each day to ask about him; she’s putting together for him a unique, evocative little book of poetry and paintings. I’m running errands for David, and eventually will be taking him home from the hospital.