The Hand that holds my hand

Why Write This Book Now? Well I'Ll Tell You. I'Ve Been Thinking About Writing This Book For A Very Long Time. When The Thought Of This Book Would Become Fresh In My Mind I Would Put It Off. I Graduated From High School On May 18 1955. I Often Wondered About My Classmates-Where They Were And What They Were Doing. Some Of My Classmates I Had Not Seen Since That Day Years Ago. One Particular Day September 27 2004 To Be Exact I Was Thinking About A Female Classmate Of Mine Named Jeanne. I Had Not Seen Her Since The Day We Graduated From High School. I Called Roger Polk Who Was Also A Classmate Of Mine And Now Resides In Los Angeles California To Inquire About Jeanne. While Making The Call To Roger I Was In The Process Of Cutting My Grass. Roger And I Talked For A While And He Assured Me He Would Try To Locate Jeanne. During The Conversation I Told Roger Once He Located Her Number To Call Me And Put Her Number On My Answering Machine Because With The Lawn Mower Going I Would Not Be Able To Hear The Phone. We Hung Up And I Went Back Outside To Cut The Grass. When I Got To The Third Post Of My Backyard The Phone Rang So I Went Back Inside Answered The Phone And Said Hello. The Other End Said Hello Johnny Springer. I Answered The Phone And Said Hello Again And Asked Who'S Speaking Please? And The Voice Said Jeanne. Quite Naturally I Thought Roger Had Already Spoken To Her And Had Given Her My Number And Told Her To Call Me. So About Three To Four Minutes Into The Conversation I Asked Her If She Talked To Roger And She Used One Word That Surprised Me And That Word Was No. I Immediately Asked Her If She Meant She Had Not Spoken To Roger. She Replied Yes And That She Had Not Spoken To Him In A Long Time. I Said You Have Got To Be Kidding Me. She Said No Johnny I Am Serious. I Told Her That About Forty-Five Minutes Earlier I Had Called Los Angeles And Asked Roger If He Could Find Your Number And Ask You To Get In Touch With Me.