Hey, everybody.  I went to see Mom and Dad today around noon.  Daddy was not very alert, but he looked good.  I asked him if he knew who I was and he said kind of loud, "Patricia".  hee hee!   I couldn't understand a lot of what he said and all he basically ate of his lunch was his pie!  Sounds like me!   I found out that Ivan the Terrible was moved somewhere to a behavioral place.  Nikki said he "got a hold of some woman" the other day.  Anyway, she said his family was very cooperative and didn't want him to be like that.  She also said that his wife was sad with him gone. Mother was the same.  I feel like it's been so long since she actually looked at me and said anything.  It's just so sad to see her that way.   Laundry had sent a pair of Dad's jeans for us to decide whether to throw them away.   I looked at them and they were very ragged, so I told Nikki to toss them.  I checked his closet and he had one pair there and the ones he had on.  She checked with laundry and they didn't have any of his clothes.  Nikki said that he also needed some razors.  Anyway, not an exciting visit, but then how many are?  Love you, pat      Jeanie and Judy, you probably know which lady is Dorothy.  She's  the one that roams around a lot.  Anyway, she had just returned from the hospital this morning.  Nikki said that she fell and had a fracture in her arm and a "brain bleed".  What's up with that?  Yuk!