Sunday, June 22 we celebrated Fathers Day. My Dad was too ill last week so I told him, when your ready, we'll be ready.

My heart was sad and heavy last week because while everyone was taking their Dad's out for dinner, I was sitting by his side in a hospital room. It didn't take me long to snap out of it because I am so grateful to still have Dad. He will turn 85 this November and with all of his ailments and medical emergencies, all of his Doctor's have prepared us for the worst. He has an Aortic Anuersysm. It is at its full growth. What does that mean? It means that at any moment this will rupture and within seconds, my Dad will pass away. He is not a candidate for surgery because of his age. He has come to terms with it and most recently have gone on a couple trips, he pretty much have experienced just about everything he has wanted to do but all he has right now is time on his hands. Time to drive down to the casino and play the slot machines and time to go the racetrack and bet on the horses. I know how hard it is on our elderly parents when they've work all their lives and once the golden years come along, they run out of things to do, loose their spouses, depression sinks in, medical problems begin and the next thing we know, we loose them.

Yesterday we had a lovely day. I cooked Dad his favorite meal. Roast Turkey with Sausage/giblet dressing and all his favorite side dishes. I baked him his favorite deep dish apple pie and of course everything had to be just perfect for Grandpa's arrival. My son Ronald showered and put on his best clothes because if not, Grandpa would say something like, "Ronald, I just saw on CNN last night that they are banning those shorts in some Cities in America, please don't wear those shorts again Ronald" !

We had a lovely dinner and Grandpa opened all his gifts. I try so hard to get things that he will enjoy. What do you get a guy that has everything in the world?

The above pic was taken yesterday, not the greatest picture in the world but one that I will treasure for the rest of my life.