The day has come.
My dad wandered off this week for the first time.
Got lost in the new neighborhood and tried to enter the neighbor’s home through their garage.
The neighbor called the cops. Four of them showed up.
He knew his name and that he was a music teacher.
My dad LOVES music.
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