Ira and Michael were having breakfast and reading the LA Times.
June 5 – Ronald Reagan, the 40th President of the United States, dies at his home in Bel-Air, California at the age of 93.
All Ira could do is think about his Mom. Her bad days were beginning to outnumber her good ones. There were times that she would not even recognize Ira unless Michael was at his side. The doctors said that Aphasia with Dementia were very similar to Altzheimer's Disease.
Ira and Michael walked onto the home that Saturday. Rebecca was in her bed with an oxygen mask. Jacob was holding her hand. As soon as Michael saw Jacob he said "I'll wait for you in the lobby," as he immediately left.
"How is she?" "Not good. I'll leave you with her for a while, we can talk later." Ira walked over and held his Mother's hand. Her eyes didn't open at all during the visit.
Jacob was waiting for him in the hall. "I should probably start making plans, just in case." "What ever you decide will be fine Dad," and Ira started walking away. Jacob reached out., "This isn't easy for me you know." "I know." and Ira walked away.
On the way home Michael asked about the visit. Ira explained in a very detached way. "I just can't buy into his drama anymore. No matter what I say it's gonna be wrong so I choose to say nothing. It's better that way." And that was that!
Later that evening the phone rang and neither Ira nor Michael picked it up. They knew it was Jacob, although, he did not leave a message.
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