It's been a hectic week with visitors, preparing for an event for work this weekend, etc.
My dad went up to visit my grandfather, who is 86 now, and lives about five hours north of us. He is declining, which is hard for my dad to see. But in some ways, he's still got it.
At the assisted living facility where he has an apartment, they have a communal lunch and dinner. My grandfather wears his Notre Dame hat everywhere he goes (he went to school there.) One day at dinner, another resident said, "My mom told us as boys that we shouldn't wear caps at the table."
My grandfather replied, "Well, we're not in your mom's house, are we?"
The apple doesn't fall that far from the grandapple tree.