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15 February 2010 @ 04:22 pm
Monday, President's Day  
Before we drove back to San Jose, Dad snapped one more cheesy photo of me with my Grandfather (Kendrick had already flown home so he wasn't around) and Orlando, the live-in caretaker. Orlando had two days off during our visit, so I didn't talk to him much. I don't really know anything about him, now that I try to think about it...



After lunch we drove back to San Jose. Dad decided he wanted to take a scenic route through Highway 33, which drives off into the middle of nowhere (through the mountains and into the oil fields of the Central Valley) and that SUCKED. It increased our travel time from 71/2 hours to 10. There was literally NOTHING to stop at, not even gas stations, so I sat in the car for several hours straight without a single break. It sucked! Since it got dark around 5-5:30, I couldn't even admire the scenery. I just listened to my audio book (The Poe Shadow by Matthew Pearl) but it was a pretty crappy novel so I was in a crabby mood by the time we FINALLY got home around 11:30.

I'm glad we visited Grandpa over the weekend. I hadn't realized how long it had been since I last saw him 'til I was down there and saw all the changes to the house. I don't know if I'll be able to visit again before the end, but Grandpa seems to be at peace with death. In fact, during his melancholy period on Saturday evening he seemed to practically advocating it, telling my father not to extend his life, just put him on morphine as soon as the doctors let him and up the dose 'til he croaks.