National recognition for being one of the best family doctors in the country. It was necessary for David to be
There at this function. He was frantically calling all over the house at his desk trying to locate which room
David was in. unable to locate him. He had called all the help to his office. Demanding they locate him
Immediately!!!!!!! Had him dress for dinner in last than half an hour for this function....
As the dinner started.... There was no David... he was still over at Lizzie's house coming back from
Splitting the wood... it was a fairly large dinner party. And everyone in the kitchen was running around
Trying to accommodate all the dinner guest.. David's father sat there next to an empty chair . Extremely
Angry that his son was making him look so preposterous. Here was a gentleman being awarded a family
Doctor award. And he had no son their showing that part of his family.
David was still in heaven being with Lizzie coming in the back door to the kitchen. Seeing everyone
Slowly cleanup from the that night. He had Saw a look on Mr. Lewis face which he knew all to well.
That something was up. Mr. Lewis pull David to side of the room saying very softly...." David
Your father had everyone looking for you can night. It seems your father had one of those functions
Which requires your appearance. And you were not their. I know by his tone. He is a very unhappy
Camper. I would advise you to avoid running into him in any near future.
That evening David's father had left a memo on his bedroom door stating he wish to talk to him
First thing after returning from school. He had scheduled 15 minutes for him. And be prompt.
Because he has several meetings after that. That evening going to bed David read the note.
Knowing this was very important. Because all important matters usually he received a memo about it.....
The next morning he went off to school. Upon returning home that afternoon.... His brain was
Swimming in the thoughts of Lizzie and unlike David he had completely forgotten the memo from the night before.
