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Here it is, 2 days before Thanksgiving,
and my Dad has gone back into the hospital.
We are not sure if it is pneumonia or something else.
I am abandoning my Thanksgiving preparations today in order to be there with him.
As my Mom used to say, "If it doesn't bleed, don't worry about it."
I was so sure Pop would be able to be with us on Thursday.
He is 90, and each celebration with him is a blessing.
I am going to keep hoping that he can be.
My Dad, below, enjoying our family grape harvesting
back in September, behind That Old House.
And eating grapes!
So I'll un-cross my fingers long enough to type, and make a few phone calls,
and drive -- but prayers and good wishes are much appreciated for his recovery.