Alas

My father is getting more cantankerous all the time. My brother came in from Seattle with his son, Matt, to "clean" dad's house. Unfortunately, Butch was met with the same hostility and fits of rage over touching dad's prized junk. Much cursing, screaming and stomping around took place between Butch, my sister Vicki, me and our dad. Last night Vicki told him to sit down and shut up or she would have him committed and, by gosh, he did it. Drastic measures but necessary sometimes.

I left today with them still pushing forward with the cleansing and the AC repairman had arrived. This set off another temper tantrum which I didn't care to participate in. Dad's excuse for not turning the unit on is that it was broken and he didn't want to pay the $100(?) it would probably take to fix it. He is definitely lost in the past. Vicki is determined to get some things repaired around there so that he can't use this excuse anymore. Now she'll have to work on getting him to turn it on. Good Luck Vicki!!!

Anyway, I am back home and going to work with Susie tomorrow. Hope that works out. Then on Thursday, Butch, Vicki and Matt are meeting me out in the Shenandoah to hike to a Field of Trillium which Vicki found fascinating on the Internet. Hope the rain comes later than predicted but should be a welcome respite.