I mentioned that my father has been ill. Before the holidays it looked as though he was recovering. Over the holidays he suffered a setback. He is holding steady now and is at home. While better than many alternatives, that is not exactly good news either. I hasten to say, that as far as anyone can tell, my father is not dying. He is "just" in a lot of pain.

My father has been extraordinarily active and powerful his whole life. He had the strength, the energy, and the intellect of three men. Now, he is nearly confined to his home and the painkillers slow his mind. It frustrates the hell out of him.

Of their four children, I am the one who lives closest to my parents (my office is even closer). I do what I can. That seems not to include blogging. Sorry, friends.