In This Corner: My 8:30 a.m. call from ‘Disney’.

So, it’s Saturday morning. Eight-thirty to be precise. The phone rings. Who calls at 8:30 on a Saturday morning? Normally, nobody. But this Saturday, it could have been any number of people. My dad did one of those old person things yesterday — he fell, and broke his femur. So he’s in hospital awaiting surgery. ...