Back in Aptos, now. I talked with my dad on the phone, and he called me "dad."
I have to say, a weird experience. I don't know if it's because he thought I was his dad, or related to me in that way, or if he was just confused about who was who. He was asking about the board of directors, and who is in control, and generally seemed to be confused.
I guess that's what they mean by "second childhood." Hopefully, my dad will pull out of it and be back to himself for a while. But we just don't know yet.
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