text:  and the time for words. On a hot July night in 1776, Benjamin Franklin was aroused from his work by the call of destiny. Hey, you in there, Ben? Who's that, Sylvia? It's the call of destiny. Come on, take a look through the curtains there. It's Tom Jefferson. What, again? Well, it's no good. I'll have to let him in. I'm coming, I'm coming.