Tuesday

I'm sure mom put him up to this. Dad's not really the pose-with-a-bear type. But he does look strong and happy. This bear was part of a gift he got from his Pilot Rock Class of '64 cronies. So very thoughtful. It will be absolutely fantastic if dad is up to attending the reunion next summer. I told him we would go a long for the fun and let Ava run around in the rolling hills of wheat....

When I was putting Ava to sleep tonight, I heard the phone ring, but since I was in the middle of our nightly reading (currently Ramona The Pest), I didn't get the call. Later, I checked the caller ID and called it back....and who answered....but....DAD! I nearly fell off my chair. He sounded good, better. He got a visit today from their old friend Jack Donaldson. Down in Arizona and stopped in to see dad. "An eastern Oregon boy," said dad. "He's from John Day." No historical details have escaped.

Docs told mom they are pleased that he is continuing to make progress. (It's when the progress halts that things become a little shady...) Today was more of the usual. Here he is yesterday working at some fancy therapy table. Laura (daughter-by-osmosis) visited him and kept him company for awhile. One thing's for sure - dad's never had a lack of women in his life!