Communications

The high pitched cry of an infant nestled so tenderly and lovingly in its mothers arms breaks the stillness of the night. After but a short while, the cry is hushed and once again contentment and silence reigns. Now the scene changes, and some years later that now greying son firmly but gently clasps the hand of that now aged bed-ridden mother. Her thin and weary face betrays an inner attitude of peace and contentment. In both situations of life no words were spoken; nevertheless,...