
This represents the set of marble stairs that I fell down and re-broke my leg.
I ran because I no longer wanted to hear what they were speaking about. I didn't want to believe what they were saying was true. I was too upset with Gene and couldn't bear to think that he would really do such a thing. It's horrible! He came to see me in the infirmary later that night, but I was too upset and I didn’t want to speak with him. Out of anger I said, "You want to break something else in me! Is that why you're here" (176)! He left soon after and apologized. Dr. Stanpole asks Gene to bring a few of my things to me since I would be there for a few days. I had to go under anesthesia while the doctor sets my bone back into place. When Gene returned with my items, I was more calm but still gave him an attitude so he knew I was unfriendly. I told Gene that I have written to every one to enlist into the war, no matter where it was located. "They all gave me the same answer after they saw the medical report on me" (182). He repeated to me that I wouldn't be any good in the war anyways. "...and the next thing anyone knew you'd be over with the Germans or the Japs, asking if they'd like to field a baseball team against our side" (182). I took this as a compliment, I knew did not mean for it to result this way. I made sure it was just an impulse and I could tell that he was exuberant that I believed him. He didn't even want to believe himself. Gene had to leave to get to his 10:10 class; when he left we were on good terms with no regrets and no hard feelings. I was glad to be this way with him because he is my best friend, and I knew he would be back as soon as possible. As it turns out, that is the last I was ever able to see of my best friend Gene. This is because I died during my operation. A bit of bone barrow escaped while being set, and entered my blood stream and stopped my heart. It was not painful, but I am glad that Gene and I resolved things before I passed.


















