“Jill, you up? ….Dr. Jill, you awake?” “Go back to sleep, Joe!  It’s the middle of the night!” “Mmm…OK” Joe stared at the ceiling for a minute.  Maybe it was an hour, thinking, dreaming, half-awake, half asleep.  Where the hell is that red phone?  I remember distinctly that when I was a Congressman we had … Continue reading Joe Had a Dream