Well, I'm sure glad to see so many of the
friends out. Last Sunday when I left, I felt bad
all week long. I had a good friend sitting here
from way down in the south, Brother West. And
I'd went around through the audience late, and I
said, "I'm glad to see so-and-so and so-and-so,"
and I looked right over the top of Brother West
and never noticed him till he started to go out.
And then I thought all week long Brother West
would think I just wilfully looked over him. But
he's a Christian, so he knows better than
that. He knows that I am a real friend.