I've been a busy boy with moving my father into the new house.
First we had to make sure that everything was ready for his arrival.
That's when we noticed all the things that needed to be fixed in the house.
All the communication wires had been cut. So even though there were jacks, there were no wires behind those jacks. We've replaced the roof, the living room floor, had electricians, plumbers, handymen and everyone else out to the house. Finally, we were ready.
I get the feeling that we will be sorting through boxes for years to come. Meanwhile, we are trying to make life in the new house as comfortable as possible for him.
The biggest trick has been trying to keep him busy. We are all taking our turn at doing things with him. As some of you that take care of your aging parents know, sometimes it can be a patience testing endeavour.
One day last week, I had to return the limousine to Port Huron where it is kept in the funeral home garage and asked Dad to accompany me. He eagerly joined me for the ride. After making the switch of cars, we headed over to the waterfront and enjoyed lunch at the new maritime museum. It over looks the river that separates Michigan from Ontario, Canada. Near every table inside is a display like this one made up of things that have been found in the river over the years.
For those of you that have inquired where I've been, Thank you for your concern. And for all of you that have stuck by me through this past year of many changes, I send you a great big hug and Thank You too.