I noticed, each time I lay down to sleep, the thoughts waiting for me are the ones of ending life. The end of the day is a big "oh shit". Not I think a fair assessment, but, there you have it just the same.

back from skokie, the 6th through the 13th. dad could use a biographer, and for clothes, something of a balinese cut... skirt like arrangement, and a loose fitting top, and some very good slippers... clark has some...
Leslie told about her moth sandwich from Panerras, we went to Galena's sports and then Michaels crafts and then for food with the kids... Anna is a boomer! talks very well, and Bennett is sweet and much bigger and talking very very well... his sister does grab the mike... :-)
Ira will have his braces off today (1/13/2004) and Arlene's back is getting better (twisted it in a fall, avoiding falling on the shoulder hurt when she got mugged)
Cindy and Larry came over for dinner, long chats over duck.
Made some lox and eggs for breakfast... I'm sure dad hasn't had that for a while.
Read Andy's speech to Dad... it was all there... the whole 9 yards.