 The first movement toward any change came from my sister, Dorothy. It was so subtle that I didn't even suspect the change was in the wind. I was out with the Wurtzens last night, John. Who were they? Marge and Jack Wurtzen. Very active Christians. Wurtzen? Are you sure his name isn't Von Wurtzen? I don't know. Why? Well, I went to high school with a guy named Casper John Von Wurtzen. I thought maybe he and your friend are one and the same. Oh, I don't know. John, are you doing anything tonight? No, not. Why?