“Mr. Rumford, are there dogs in heaven?”
His name was Billy and he lived near Orillia, Ontario. However, he was now in the oncology unit of Sick Children’s Hospital.
I was visiting him at the request of his mother. She was a single mom and had to work during the week, so could not visit her only child, Billy until the weekends.
I had taken a hand held ham radio in to the unit with me to play with him and allow him to talk to some people around the province.
He was fascinated by the fact the short little antenna could send a signal that people could read a hundred miles away. We had some fun and he enjoyed himself.
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