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came a close friend of mine； even though he responded with only an occasional squeeze2 of my hand。 Mr。 Gillespie was in a a3。
I left for a week to vacation with my parents； and when I came back； Mr。 Gillespie was gone。 I didn’t have the nerve to ask any of the nurses where he was； for fear they might tell me he had died。 So with many questions unanswered； I continued to volunteer there through my eighth…grade year。
Several years later； When I was a junior in high school； I was at the gas station when I noticed a familiar face。 When I realized who it was； my eyes filled with tears。 He was alive！ I got up the nerve to ask him if his name was Mr。 Gillespie； and if he had been in a a about five years ago。 With an uncertain look on his face； he replied yes。 I explained how I knew him； and that I had spent many hours talking with him in the hospital。 His eyes welled up with tears； and he gave me the warmest hug I had ever received。
He began to tell me how； as he lay there atose4； he could hear me talking to him and could feel me holding his hand the whole time。 He thought it was an angel； not a person； who was there with him。 Mr。 Gillespie firmly believed that it was my voice and touch that had kept him alive。
Then he told me about his life and what happened to him to put him in the a。 We both cried for a while and exchanged a hug； said our good…byes and went our separate ways。
Although I haven’t seen him since； he fills my heart with joy every da
