My would-be cub stopped writing at the exact moment I relented. That didn't have legs anyway. Since then I've been chatting with a few guys, one divorced with three kids who threw down the gauntlet and said it wouldn't be very ninja of me if that scared me off (it does). Another who is doing his post-doc here but is originally from Europe and likes cartoons and general geekery. It would be nice the cartoon guy went somewhere-we'll see.
My grandmother is still alive and my father is coming back home today. Things are still not well and she's not expected to rebound significantly but she's better now than she was when he arrived. My father encountered incompetence and neglect to a degree that breaks my heart. It is a testament to his growth as person that he didn't just mow them down with a shotgun. She has two adults and their various relatives and children living in the house with her and no one does anything for her. To add insult to injury, he was hit up for money by relatives to help them get out of trouble as a result of their bad decisions. Example: person who can't afford a 40K truck gets someone to co-sign (never mind that it was stupid to co-sign). Person predictably defaults on the loan. Person asks my dad for money. Appalling.
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