[Risk No. 148] When it comes to Gyro’s, I have no idea what the difference between Chicago-Style and any-other-style would be. The advertised “Chicago-style” food was good though it seemed to be just about identical to any other greek gyro I’ve had. John rang us up and spoke broken English. I asked if he had back pain. “Sometimes, I do.” I asked if he had it right then. He didn’t. I reached out my hand and he latched on. I prayed a blessing over his life, that his back would function normally and that Jesus would continue what He had begun. John was deeply grateful and I thanked him for great gyro’s and for who he was.