I think so anyway. So I would have been 12. Found this while packing up Dad’s clothing and stuff yesterday. My mom had a couple boxes of random old photos separated from the rest, who knows why. That was our backyard in NJ; we had a weeping willow tree. And a creek. And a dog. Like normal people.
I drove Dad to his new place. He was in a good mood, though he thought we were in Canada. He’s been thinking that for a few days. Dunno why. The nurses were all sweet to him and he didn’t seem to notice that the two other patients out in the main room were completely out of their minds.
I spent quite a bit of time cleaning up his place to get it looking better to sell. My mom had so much crap, unbelievable. I’m just decluttering, throwing stuff out, which all takes a while. Maybe I’ll find something valuable, ha ha.
At least Dad’s safe now.