Reunited
From today’s New York Times, a story that’ll make you say aw : “When Tyler looked at me there was that certain look in his eye, a gentle look,” Wriston said. “I said, ‘My God, that’s him.’ I knew by the way he looked at me. He had his head and his big long neck stuck out. I put my forehead against his neck and said, ‘Tyler, Tyler, Tyler.’ He curled around my shoulder as if to say, where have you been? When that happened, I wept tears of joy.”
