Now let me share with you a story someone told me this week — she’s here tonight. He said, “We got a call last Sunday, my mother and I, from my brother in Toronto.” He’s a young man, just nineteen, and he went off to Toronto to avoid the draft. And she said, “I know I didn’t do it, I told him that was your decision.” We talked for about twenty minutes over the phone, my mother and I. After we hung up, my mother said, “I did it. I know the very second I did that, for I said to myself, your brother will do this because it’s exactly what his father would have done — but the father isn’t here anymore, and Paul has departed this world.” Do you see? She felt it, and she knew it, and she dropped it — there you go. But in her letter to me, he reconsidered. He only externalized my mother’s imaginal act — he did it. Then he reconsidered and returned, and tonight he goes into the army.1189 ¶6