Lonely

My poor dad is so lonely. I talked to him this evening for about a half hour and he just rambles on and on about his fish tank and his car. All of his friends are either passed away or sick. And all the girls that he has been talking to have are either sick or out of town. I feel so sorry for him. I just wish I was there for him to have somewhere to visit or someone to go and visit him. Only a few more months and hopefully, we will be there. He is going to go back to the fish store tomorrow and get a few angel fish so he can try to breed them. I hope he will be ok.