Getting out of Dementia Town.

 One last look.

We have said our goodbyes, I have waked the pier and beach, spent time at Knott's Berry Farm, bought my Boysenberry jam, visited with my daughters, and now it is time to go home. 

This is going to be a short post. Son and I have made a impromptu decision to leave a day earlier then planned, which means, I don't have the time to tell you of all the wonderful Easter Eggs that were found. 

Most were in plain site, some took later to see and find. There were many. Everything from renting a car for the daughter, to having our car fixed in one day, paying for it and letting the daughter pick it up, getting me out of the picture.

To going to Knott's, in the rain, to remember one more time the joy Sweetie and I had, to making a new memory while being with son and daughter, and having a chicken dinner at Knott's. That is something Sweetie and I didn't do. 

I promise that I will get a re-cap tomorrow. 

We are packing, and Driver is taking inventory, as we pack. One last peek and we are getting out of Dementia Town and heading home. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.