I got off the phone with my nephew. I tried to get a hold of my sister but she was out doing what she does best. Conducting her orchestra. I asked my nephew if he knew how grandpa was doing. Was he getting better or was he getting worse?

"He's getting better", replied my nephew, "But he's mad that you, your brother or my mom hasn't called often enough"

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