20 November 2007

Good Neighbor

I lucked out in the next-door neighbor department. Aubrey was caretaker for old Mr. Tenpenny who was suffering from Alzheimer's. I probably called on him at least once a day. He never said "I can't help you" or "Go away". He always said or did something to help. He saw me cry once and swear a good bit. He laughed a lot. I'm sure that I was an immense source of entertainment.

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