After an hour or so of wining and dining, we gathered in the living room to hear our friend Jim Magaziner
doing covers of Beatles songs. Great fun, and he was good.
Not so much fun was the night before, when I was visiting my Dad. Around midnight he insisted
I take him to the nearby hospital's E.R. We were there 'til 5:30 a.m. Although painful, it was not
life threatening. He is once again at home and on the mend. I never know what will end up in my sketchbook.