Heading to Boston

These trips become even more difficult as time goes by. My brother called me as I was driving to the train station recommending that I cancel the trip! Apparently my Dad's mental condition is quite bad today. At this point I'm just about to Providence, so there's no going back. I can't begin to understand what my brother deals with, but they are HIS choices. That concept isn't clear to him, however. Sigh.

just starting

I don't even find this post interesting...