Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #2
… “My Maggie died this morning, Frank.” Simply stated…
In the meantime, this is what we believed to have happened in 1958:
A solitary figure sits huddled against the back corner of a room whose corners are all too near to one another. The pungent light of a dwindling candle wavers forth and back, barely illuminating the tattered pages of an obviously well-read leather-bound book. The once surgically skilled hands thumb painfully, yet knowingly to the Gospel of Saint Matthew Chapter 5 Verse 4.
“Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted,” thus saith the Lord our God, by way of Alpha Omega Campbell, a good and faithful servant. He goes to his knees to pray for the soul of his dearest Maggie Lou, who has gone from this Earth to a place where the pains of loneliness and bitterness melt away like the wax of her husband’s flickering light.
So engrossed in his prayer time is he, that the looming ominous footsteps of a prison guard go unnoticed.
“I thought I smelled something down this way.” Starke Prison Guard, Frank Lightfoot, whose six and a half foot frame makes it hard to live up to his surname, catches this harmless prisoner of the state of Florida in the act of breaking lights out order–once again. “Are you making your own candles Old Man, or is your wife smuggling them in for you?”
A.O. remains on his knees, the warm trail of saline sorrow reaching his dignified jaw.
“By the way, I haven’t seen your wife for a few days.” Guard Lightfoot actually had taken a liking to this Negro couple, especially considering the rest of this cold institution’s population consists of murderers, thieves, rapists and other assorted dregs.
The same could be said of Doc Campbell, who when dealing with Frank Lightfoot, felt as close to being human as one can under the circumstances. He even got the big man to get his own Bible, albeit from a desk drawer at a Jacksonville motel…….and read selected gold nugget passages that the doctor knows best, then applying it to what he knows of the guard’s life.
“My Maggie died this morning, Frank.” Simply stated.
Alpha Omega M.D.