Quilt-t

When we (R&I) announced that Roscivs was dying, my dad flew up to Seattle the very next day. The doctor said it would be "weeks", maybe "months" (for any strangers reading, it turned out to be "days") but my dad ... he wanted to make sure. It's his MO, his motto: Don't put off to tomorrow the important thing that can be done right this minute.
   That's why my dad is awesome.
   When he arrived, we all (my mom, my dad, my sister Winnipeg, and me and Roscivs) went out to lunch at Wild Ginger — where we always had dinner together when my parents visited. We managed this even though Roscivs was in a wheelchair and even then barely mobile.

At that lunch, Winn offered to make me a quilt out of Roscivs' t-shirts.
   I visited Winn last weekend and we started the quilt. With much luck and work, it will be done by his birthday.