Saw Dad today. As always, a bittersweet visit. Pete thought that Dad looked good. I thought that he looked like he'd lost quite a bit of weight. His hair is thinner, almost gone, really. His face still looks the same, perhaps even a little younger than he actually is. I was pleased to see that he had a warm winter coat that looked fairly new. I swear, he'd never admit it himself, but he never can remember Pete's name. he calls him "Sir." in fact, we passed Dad's neighbor on the street, who I ...
