Then they bowed their heads, but no words came. He tried several times, but couldn’t get them out. His hand trembled, tears dripped off his nose, and his shoulders shook one time. Finally she said, “Amen.” He pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket and wiped his face. Then he refolded it and slid it back into his pocket. It was the first time I’d ever seen a grown man cry.
