He was sleeping a swollen sleep. The more he slept the bigger he seemed to swell up. His mother was in the front yard trying to hide her tears with her hands. She talked about how he used to eat his meals,even the dream he used to have of owning a whole herd of cows. She then talked about how many times she had beaten him when he misbehaved. It amazed me that she kept a record in her mind of all these things.