Just got back from my most recent visit to see Liteshoe in the retirement village of Southern Pines, N.C. (look it up if you don't believe me). She's doing very well and her caregiver, Michael is doing well also. I pushed her chair out on the deck so that she could enjoy the warmth of the sun and made sure the blanket was wrapped snuggly around her. On this visit she did remember me, but she now insists on calling me "Sonny Boy". I ended the visit with a promise to take her on a section hike of the AT, and, although she will soon forget the promise, it made her smile for just a short while. As sad as I feel when I leave from our visit, it makes me much more sad to think of Stumpy down in Florida at that retirement village he moved into. He tells me that his golf lessons with Arnold Palmer are going well and that the 5:00 dinner specials are scrumptious. Pureed roast beef and garden peas are his favorites. As you can tell from his postings above his mind wanders quite a bit and after talking to his great-grandchildren, they have promised me they will hide his computer for a day or two.
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I've heard that he does quite well at Bingo, but shuffleboard leaves him a bit tuckered out.
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