Saturday, September 16, 2006

Father insisted after saying he was too tired to go to art opening on coming along, went to drop off stuffed peppers, piña colada/rum float for sick bird on the way, father poked at sick bird with stick for a while, asked him if he was sure he wanted to go to art opening, yes, he was sure, on drive over mountain went on and on about how his dogs were lonely & how his leg hurt, got to art opening, he wanted to go home, just dropped him at his rv, am returning to art opening.

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