Margaret, unfortunately, is still having trouble with shingles. Thus, she still isn't getting out much. She thinks Dad needs a haircut, and asks that I be sure to take him for one this week. I'm not sure that he's all that hyped up about it. Anyway, he hasn't asked. For my part I can't see that his hair looks long at all; he just looks good, as ever. But if he wants to go, I'll definitely take him. Dang hippie!
They were able to get out last Friday evening for an alumni dinner. (Whose alumni was not specified.) They had a good time in spite of getting caught in the rain. So there's that.
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