Phoenix Bound
Flying over beautiful New Mexico (God’s Country), on the way to a much, much, very extremely overdue vacation. . . And I’m officiating my Dad’s wedding.
Necessary
“. . . towards the end of the second year a most startling thing happened to him. He discovered one day, to his great surprise, that, in addition to the relation of usefulness existing between people, there was also another, a peculiar relation of quite a different character. Instead of a man being wanted to clean boots, and go on errands and harness horses, he is not wanted to be of any service at all, but another human being wants to serve him and pet him. Suddenly Alyosha felt he was such a man. He made this discovery through the cook Ustinia. She was young, had no parents, and worked as hard as Alyosha. He felt for the first time in his life that he—not his services, but he himself—was necessary to another human being.”
(“Alyosha The Pot,” a short story by Leo Tolstoy, published 1905)
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