Aibonito

Aibonito is my father's hometown. That's where he was born and raised. At the age of 18 he moved to New York ands has lived in the "states" ever since. He loves Aibonito. He loves the atmosphere, he loves the people and he loves the memories. He loves Aibonito, but he wants to be with his family. That’s where his heart is. Close to his kids, close to his mom and close to those that he loves and love him.
That was especially evident today when Jimmy, Ron, Patti and I walked in to see him. All of us at the same time. We could have visited him as a group sooner, but we were staggering our visits to make sure (at least) one of us had seen him everyday. Today we chose to do a group visit and he "lit up". Because that’s where his heart is.
Pop is slowly regaining his strength. We took him for a walk outside and he really enjoyed it. After Pop has a few good meals in him (he’s been "eating" intravenously for a week now), and his stomach issues are passed (no pun intended), the doctors have offered to restart Pop’s chemotherapy at a lower dosage. Pop thinks that a great idea. He’s strong, he’s in good spirits and (in a few days) he hopes to be resting at home . . . watching a Phillies game, getting a phone call from one of us and looking forward to the days to come.