Molli and I also went to see Mom and Dad about 11:15 yesterday. They were both sitting in the big room outside of their room. Mother was asleep in her wheelchair and mumbled occassionaly, but never really knew I was there. Dad was very alert. He asked me, "Did your Mother recognize you?" I told him she was too sleepy to know me! Anyway, Dad didn't want us to go and it really upset Molli and then I started crying, so it wasn't exactly a happy visit. It's just so hard sometimes to see them like they are. I feel sorrier for Dad, because he actually realizes things, and I know he must be so lonely and bored there at times. He told Molli and I that it was nice there except there were a lot of disabled people who sang too much! Anyway, some visits are just harder to get over than others. love you, pat