I cried, you'veheard, I called, you answered, I called, and Iheardyou're there. Butwhere are you? It'hard to believe inplaceindefinitely whereitwants you to be. Yet, there is life, life withouthope, no sense death withouta reason. I still havethe principles, ideas, wordsof love, andyour example of lifeand death, infinitely great.