Long story, but I was dragged into a hospital chapel by a young high-school volunteer at a hospital. I was walking around, killing time, and looking at the art. She grabbed my hand and led me down the hall. We sat quietly, while my family member was in recovery. In a minute, I was overwhelmed by the chapel's spirituality. What a gift this young lady gave me. We never spoke a word. And after ten minutes, we both stood, hugged, and departed.

I will never see her again. And I will never forget her. Hocus Pocus, indeed.