Sis called me after lunch. F’s Nanay died. She was over 80 years old. She has had asthma attacks recently and passed away in the car on the way to the hospital. Nanay had recently confided to son Dante that it’s sad when you’re that old already. She has been widowed for a long time.
RK read Dr. Seuss’ “Go Dogs Go” all by himself. He has learned a lot.