"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."
- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
It's 10am and all is quiet here in the Rubber Room. I can hear the rain hitting against the window and it is unusually hot. This kind of silence is very rare. Usually there are at least 8 of us having a discussion about something. Maybe it's quiet because Rem's not here reporting the daily news. He used to read it aloud every morning- whether you wanted to hear it or not. No one has claimed his seat yet and his table is still covered with magazines. Remnants of Rem. Part of his spirit remains with us while he begins to renew the spirit of others.