Not a good day! I went in to check on dad when I got up this morning and he was gone. I searched around the house and could not find him, and then I saw the door was not closed all the way. I went out side; he was not in the back yard. I started searching the neighborhood, but tried not to cause a scene. If the police got involved it might led to them taking him away or forcing the family to put him in a home.
I started searching in a circle pattern from the house, making each circle bigger until I found a clue. I found a slipper by the creek. I followed the creek until I came to the bridge that goes over it. He was there asleep under the bridge. As he was laying there I thought for a moment……..but he was only sleeping. When I woke him, the look of panic in his eyes was terrifying. It was like he was somewhere else and I woke him from a nightmare. I will never forget that look. I stood him up and a spoon fell from his hand, it looked as if he tried to burry this can with some of his pad paper in it; why would he do that, very strange. I left the can in the hole and kick some dirt over it. I got him back home sat him in his chair and locked the doors. He spent the rest of the day staring out the window.
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