There is a mother I know who grew up in Burbank. Her youngest daughter {3} is very ill. She has brain cancer. Everything has been done and it is just a matter of time now. Actually the doctors are totally amazed that she has not died yet. I think of this mother, her daughter and the whole family. I wish there was something I could really do for them. I wish they did not have to experience this pain. Her older children now ride my bus. They are nice polite kids. One morning at the bus stop one of them had his thumb out like a hitchhiker. As he got on I told him he couldn't ride. My Daddy had told me to never pick up hitchhikers. He laughed. I t was good to see him laugh. Today I sent a note home with the kids for their Mom. I have felt like I need to take Max to go visit the little girl. So, I explained all this in the note. I also wrote if the mother did not feel it would be good that I would understand. {not everyone enjoys dogs like I do. Even if it is Max and he is special} She called me and thought it was a great idea. She had asked her daughter if she wanted a dog to come visit her. The answer was "yes". Later the daughter asked when the dog was coming. So, it is arranged. Tomorrow about 3:30, I will take Max over there. I'm not sure what will happen. I know he loves kids. I also know he senses thing that I can't. many times I have wished he could talk and tell me what he is seeing. We will be in the same room and I know he is looking at some one. So, we will go visit the little girl tomorrow.