This is Charles, in a photo taken on his birthday in August, 2007.Mary Lynn, a member of my on-line art group, sent us an email two days ago. This email resounded with me, touched me, moved me, and made me smile. If anyone would like to send Charles a card, please email me privately at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I'll send you his address. The email is reprinted here, with Charles' photos, by Mary Lynn's kind permission.
He wanted to come home for Christmas and we made it fine. Then he wanted to come home for the Easter bunny. He loves to fly home (and he works and pays for his on plane tickets), but the doctor won't allow him to, so usually I go get him, since Sis is at work, and I am retired. I went down on Thursday, and it was a long drive back for him this time, and he was very tired when we got here. He ate just a snack, and took his meds and went to bed. The next day he was in better spirits, and talking about the Easter bunny, and the eggs. We had a wonderful Easter, and he got a big basket from the bunny filled with all kinds of snacks and candies, and crackers, etc. We had a huge ham for lunch, and Charles really ate.
We took Charles back home on Monday, and again he was tired, but really feeling weak. Sis and I decided that Charles can't make it back here again in the car. Since October, we have gone down to SA every other weekend if things are going OK, or we go every week, sometimes twice a week to see about him, or to see his doctors or the company that owns Charles' home.
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