I always say these letters are short summaries, yet they are never short, nor do they sufficiently summarize.
Still, I shall try again.
Yesterday (Friday the 28th) was a full day. Carol deposited me at Patrick’s apartment just as the clock rolled over to this milestone on the calendar, but I didn’t get to sleep until after 3 AM. Some delays were routine – dig through my bags for the morning clothes, shower to scrub off the travel grime, answer text and e-mail messages, decide where to sleep – but other delays were less expected. Continue reading “Friday and Saturday Update”
My sister Jennifer Meador wrote a lovely poem called My Father’s Voice which we read at the Spanish memorial service. However, she has now blocked her web site so that you can no longer access it. Fortunately, it was included in the memorial program so you can find it there if you wish.
Today Patrick and Ivonne went for another drive. He said that his back hurts whether sitting in the car sitting at home so he might as well get out and enjoy the countryside.
Unfortunately this is a religious holiday coming up and many of the small towns that they went through were crowded and sometimes even had streets closed off for townspeople to dress up like a son of a god and parade through the streets.
There’s not much else to report. We just had a nice long chat and “talked story” (as we say in Hawai’i.)
Next week Ivonne will not be able to spend as much time with him because of family obligations, but she’ll make sure that he’s squared away with food and everything while he’s alone so he’ll be fine.
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