When my sister asked if I could take Dad to a doctor's appointment on Monday, I said of course. I left work at 11, drove 2 hours in thick fog, to pick my Mom and Dad up for a doctor's appointment at 2. The appointment went well (I'm always impressed with the VA) and my Dad said he already felt better. We stopped at Ollie's discount where we put Mom in a wheel chair and got her a Shark rug sweeper she's been wanting. We all enjoyed a chicken meal at a restaurant where we saw a distant cousin! My Dad eats so good and Mom did too. It rained all day, but I had to get their picture before I journeyed home. Only 2 pictures, not posed. . . just a genuine show of affection I'll always treasure.
Here they are. . . after 68 years of marriage. . . still in love.