On the way home to Kansas, we stopped in to see Uncle Bill who lives about 40 minutes from our son. Uncle Bill no longer lives on his own hill in the boonies.
He assured us that we could come see him. He has his own little place.
His family moved him to a nursing facility since Aunt Betty passed. It seemed like a nice place for him.
My heart goes out to family who cannot see their loved ones in nursing homes. I have several friends who haven't been able to physically visit their husbands or parents - haven't been able to for months because of Covid. Quite frankly, it doesn't make sense to me. I think it is immoral. If workers can go in and out why can't family? These people NEED their family!! If they take the worker's temps and make them wear masks, why can't family do that? I am glad we are not having to deal with that since our parents have all passed on.
We stopped to wash the car and get the salt air off.
After passing Fredonia, Al made the remark that he has always wanted to see Fall River Lake. He had never expressed that out loud before. "Well, let's do it!"
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