"YOU ARE 137 TIMES MORE LIKELY TO DIE IN A HOSPITAL THAN IN A WAR!"Dear Friend,
I didn't know any better at the time. It was 4:47 on a bone chilling February afternoon in New York City. Grandpa and I waited for the ambulance. His one bedroom apartment was dark. We heard the siren, the sound of voices, the slamming of doors. Grandpa straightened his tie as I helped him with his overcoat.