As Dick says, John was discharged from the hospital this morning. He's at home, and very glad to be so. Chances are he'll rest much better. His hospital roommate was a very eldery, disoriented fellow who made noise all night.

He has been through the dealing-with-stairs-while-healing session with the physical therapist and had no trouble with his own front steps. The house is well arranged for downstairs living, except for the upstairs shower. But he can do the stairs for that when he needs to (incredible to me). A friend, who is also a nurse, is helping them get settled.

When last seen, he was sitting in his own living room, reciting bits of a Gerard Hoffnung monologue between bites of a turkey sandwich. The TV remote - and hence his beloved football matches - was within easy reach.

- G