A Strange Greeting, a True Feeling Last week I was invited to a doctor’s meeting at the Ruth hospital for incurables. In one of the wards apatient, an old man, got up shakily from his bed and moved towards me. I could see that he hadn't long to  1   , but he came up to me and placed his right foot close mine on the floor.

“Frank£¡” I cried in astonishment. He couldn’t  2     , as I knew, but all the time  3        his foot against mine.