Dad and I kept strolling thru the streets. We hit the common spots he and his friends used to sit down at when he could still walk around by himself. Except that no one was there in those street corners. Finally, after about 30 minutes of walking we found a park and some of his old friends there. He got a run down of the old group. Apparently, many of his friends are no more and these three that still have locomotory skills have moved to this spot which is more convenient for them. You can see my dad holding court from his wheel chair.

Now he has his head shaved every week too!!

He is too weak to go out by himself. And my mom does not step out of home. So, he waits for my quarterly trips to go out for a stroll on the street and hope for a chance to meet some of his old friends.