- His nicknames for me--Al, Schmadsen and others.
- Going out to lunch with him.
- His "zipper jacket."
- Seeing him work hard in rehab, trying to take steps.
- He praised my driving.
- He supported me as a writer.
- He asked me about my friends.
- He pushed his walker with Sug in the seat on top.
- Going to the grocery store with him, until we had to start going for him.
- Talking about how our family friends and relatives are.
- He was proud of me.
- His stories about being a young man and meeting my mother's parents--how my grandmother said "John loves creamed onions," although he hated them and then had to eat some, and how my grandfather told jokes with his thick Irish brogue.
- He enlisted me to order Godiva chocolate for special people at Christmas--his two brothers' wives, some old friends on the Cape, Sis/Don and others.
TCOY
- Boot camp in the park. Glorious sunny day.
- Beet greens and tofu.
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