No pun intended; Rocky is my father's name. He has dementia. Very strange dealing with that. Even stranger is my mother's Parkinsons'-like illness; she can barely walk and was always so active. They are 86 and 84 years of age. Life goes on...but it's slowly killing me. I am in pre-grief mode, if there is such a thing.
Told ya it was a rocky start. Thank God for my church. More later
