reading my notes, January 31, 2012

reading my notes, January 31, 2012, a photo by Susan NYC on Flickr.

A week before he died....My father did a few things all his life - one is that he read. He lost the ability to actually read, but never the ability to look as if he was reading.

I had a notebook with me that evening. He picked it up and starting "reading," appearing to get pleasure from it. He could read nothing. But his pleasure seemed to be real.