Thanks, so much, Bert. Sorry I didn't answer earlier. I hadn't talked to him or his wife until just now, this week.

He seems to be holding his own; having very clear moments, some confusion, lots of sleep. He watches the news and can turn the air blue with what he thinks of the currrent Resident et alia; then ask me to get a copy of H. Rider Haggard's "She", so that he can read it, because "it's very popular right now." He read it years ago, of course, but all in all, he seems to be doing fairly well that way.

Physically, he has a full-time catheter, has to walk with a cane, very slowly, and is still cooped up in the house, but as he said earlier, he's still getting a lot of pleasure out of his dog, cat, and wife. Thank the gawds and gawdesses for the critters...he'd be all alone in the mornings if it weren't for them.

He thinks the world of you all and said to say-so when next I posted. He gets a little teary when I tell him about your words, all of you, and how far-flung are those who know of him and have heard his songs. It touches his heart and I believe it helps him, immensely, to carry-on.

I've been struck with inconsolable crying a couple of nights in a row, now. Don't have any idea why; can't think of anyone I might've picked up vibes from, but I do suspect, it probably has a lot to do, subconsciously, with the thought of his passing and the knowledge of you all and your infinite kindness to us all. Thanks dear friends, from Dad and myself.

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