|APR and Hondo Yesterday|
It's terribly frustrating, for all of us.
Yesterday, Ray was doing some work on my father's beloved old tractor. My father needed to pay him, something like fifty bucks. He had forty-five. We've been very careful, lately, not letting him have much cash simply because he's not as careful as he once was. We came up with the five dollars. Going outside, my mother was in tears. He was so happy.
From now on we make sure he gets his cash, and has some in his wallet. I'll take care of that on Monday. We need to be careful because he's so easily duped.
Then there is the former business associate who calls and constantly upsets him, trying to get stuff done. It is almost like he has little strokes when this happens. He gets terribly upset, and no matter what we tell this person, he just doesn't get it. He's treating my father like dirt.
I had an email from some dear friends, Jeff and Caroline. Jeff reminded me of something we've not been doing like we should be with my father. It's another lesson learned. We've all been so wrapped up in our own misery and heartache with this, that I know I've not considered how my father feels about what is going on with him.
What would we do without friends like Jeff and Caroline?