David DeCorsi

Such a beautiful young man. Wayne was his seminary teacher, and I was his voice teacher for a while. David lived in Kuna, but now he doesn't live in Idaho. He is in his late fifties by now.

I see his mother most Wednesday mornings in the temple. She is 80-something. I have spoken to her a few times about David, but she doesn't remember that or me. Today I asked her about him, where he lives. She told me and then said, "He called last night. He just found out he has cancer. Again." I felt very bad and told her so.

I inquired about it. The cancer is in his kidneys. I do not know what the prognosis is, but she didn't look or sound very hopeful.

She turned to take a drink from the fountain, and I said, "David is such a beautiful boy."

"How do you know him?" she asked. I told her again that Wayne was his seminary teacher. She looked at my name tag and said, "Oh, yes."

My thought all afternoon was this: I wonder if Wayne knows. He would be sad.

I do not know if he can know, and I do not know if he would be sad, given where he is at this time, seeing a larger picture than I am seeing.