I exclaimed to the bar owner how difficult it was dealing with everyone in a language not your own. To which he replied "Nothing is difficult when people treat you well." I remember his words as a fine ending to a special morning; I could not help recalling how John in his last days had won over the abusive prior of Ubeda by treating him well, after Fr. Crisóstomo had treated him so poorly. "Where there is no love," John used to say, "put love, and there you will draw out love."
