My Father’s Car, His Watch, and His New Nursing Home
I am driving my father’s car to my hometown to put him in a nursing home.
R.M.F. 6 – 22 – 46
I'm a writer based in Gaithersburg, Maryland. My work has appeared in The Rumpus, Narratively, the Los Angeles Times and elsewhere. On Twitter I'm @davidmfrey.
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