From 'ephron' Comments

That evening I phoned the hospital in Reno. The operator transferred me to the cardiac unit where Ephron was. Actually, I phoned the nursing station. It was them who decided if and, if, for how long, a particular critical patient should talk on the phone before 'enough' became 'too much' and the phone got snatched back. They passed the phone to Ephron, guardedly.

'How y'doin', Buddy'? , I began.
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