Three days later, a friend called his family to tell them of the death.

We just called family and said come to our house in a week.

I didn't see a single photograph of what might be called family.

He would call his family, such as it was, and let them know he'd be home soon.

"I'm going to call my family and friends all over the country."

"Maybe it will when I call my family back home."

He tried calling his family and 911 for help, but received none.

"I just want to get to Brooklyn and call my family."

It also brought him to the Indians he now calls family.

Would you like to call your family before we leave?