My Arrogant Son-in-Law Slid Nursing Home Papers Across the Dinner Table

toward a deck or toward Jennifer’s college fund. I came home that night and told Donna a third option. Donna was quiet for a long time. Then she said, “Hal Anderson at the lake? The one with the teeth?” I said yes. She said, “Do it.”

Donna had instincts. Donna was the smarter one. I miss her every single day, including this one.

By ’99 Hal was dying.continue reading …