Last friday my dad, sister and I drove to Missouri to see if dad could
get grandpa to come to Texas. He's been wanting to see the airplane my dad is working on (painting) for a customer. He said yes-and lit up when he heard they would fly here. He was a private pilot for many years and has a very big love of airplanes/flying. My Dad and his sister had made the decision that it was time to end his live in health care and put him into assisted living. He has dementia/short term memory loss so it wasn't something that could be explained to him due to those issues.
|Heading into the airport to fly to Texas (dad and gramp)|
|The view from his home-the view he left behind.|