Cold

My dad is always cold now. When I take him out for a spin around the grounds at the Menlo Park facility, I have to bundle him up. First the t-shirt, then the sweater, coat, hat, then finally two blankets. He sleeps often and as I'm wheeling him around in his wheel chair I can't see if he's fallen asleep so I just keep talking. For those that know me this is pretty surprising as I'm not much of a talker. Well, take a lesson from my father, if you'll just be quiet, you'll hear the most amazing things.