One thing about today.

Sid had a stroke. It was very minor. I spoke to him on the phone from his hospital bed. He answered the phone exactly as my mother entered his room, simulating us visiting him together. He complained about there not being any pretty girls in the hospital to see him half naked in his kimono. Same old grandpa, but it has affected his walking and, I’ll assume, ended his driving days. Grandma doesn’t drive, never has, so this event could mark a major change in their living arrangements. Wonder what it’s like to move when you’re 88 years old.