I remember the days when Spark and I used to spend the afternoons together as well. We'd sit in the park and he'd tell me tales of "the good ole' days". These meetings were always cut short though because visiting hours at the home were only until 4:00pm and I'd have to have him back in his room so he could prepare for the early bird dinner, and then the mad rush to the bingo hall. Oh well, I guess when someone close to you is that old..... you take what time will give you. I sure miss that ole man.
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