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Show Sol , j J_I • , from memorv as we reached my mother's house, a Biblical quote echoed •• as comforting as a l u l l a b y e ' s refrain. 'By t h e i r fruits ye shall know them. ' lOhenwe. reached my mother's, u)c held each other for long, silent moments. I found that Danny had telephoned Saul, who cried when he was told. "He was a f i e r c e , proud old man," Saul said. Later we repeated his words, each comprehending in his own way. He had not conceded one jot of his testimony - not to EWil LeBaron, not to Saul, not even to keep his membership in the Mormon Church or to keep Aunt Karen and his children. When Aunt Helga came in, beaten and deflated, the horror of the afternoon s t i l l engraved on her face, Danny held her in the same, t i g h t way he had held me. " I t ' l l be a l l r i g h t , " he told her quietly until her sobbing calmed. "It had to happen. When you look at history - a l l the men who have made i t happen - - Jesus, Jteeph Smith, a l l the martyrs, you can see t h a t ' s how they end up. When people stand up for justice, the world turns on them. I t ' s a martyrdom, and i t alwjkys happens w i t h . . . g r e a t men." The words choked out, an admission, a condemnation, a concession. I watched Danny in amazement. Once he had said that he d i d n ' t respect our father because he put ideas before people. 'People are what r e a l l y count,' Danny had said. But even e x i s t e n t i a l i s t s must pay t r i b u t e to h i s t o r i c al v e r i f i c a t i o n . Even absurdists could see that the kingdoms of the righteous a r e ' n o t of t h i s world.' Even Danny could see t h a t great love flows out of great ideas. |
