Abstract:
A case worker met me and I explained the purpose of my visit. She excused herself and left the room. She returned a short time later and asked me some more questions. I reaffirmed my purpose for being there. "In a nut shell I’m just trying to find out where my Uncle Simo is buried", I said. She looked at me expressionless and said “Simo’s not dead, he’s alive and I’m his case worker”. I sat there stunned for a few minutes before I regained my composure and said “he’s ’not” as I tried to digest what I just heard.