This was dad’s 95th birthday. Mom had invited some of his friends over for some snack and drink. I drove out there like I used to do to spend a day helping celebrate his birthday. Mom died a year later, almost to the day of when I made this picture. Dad moved to Indianapolis last year and just a couple of weeks ago celebrated his 97th birthday. Honestly it wasn’t a lot of celebration. He is fighting some health issues that have taken the wind out of his sails. I bought a power chair for him today. It will get delivered tomorrow. I hope that it’s not too little, too late but hopefully will give him just a bit of the independence that he enjoyed until just recently. I hope that I’ve learned something about life by living with nonagenarian parents. They kept open minds and positive attitudes. I think that’s worth doing.