The rantings of a teacher who retired from the classroom but not from education.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Florida
In Florida cleaning out my dad's apartment. To say this is depressing would be an understatement. And, to top it off there is no Internet on the premises. I'm sitting in a bar, with my beer, and the I-Pad my wonderful husband bought me for Mother's Day. I haven't figured out how to put pictures on with this yet so those will have to wait until I get home.
On a plus, the beer is good and the beach was beautiful today.
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Did I miss something? Your dad is okay????
Thanks for asking. My dad is safe and s Lund in the Bronx. He won't go back to Florda so we are down here cleaning the apartment, hoping to sell it.
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