After a long & hard battle with throat cancer, my dad's health has finally started to cooperate. His beard's a little thinner, he's lost some weight, and his taste in food has changed dramatically, but he's got a clean bill of health now and is loving every minute his life. He and my step-mother recently went traveling across the countryside and spent a week hanging out in my little corner of the world (they currently live half-way across the country, but they've retired and are thinking of moving out this way, at least for a few years). Here he is with me & my son; while I haven't completely talked him into a kilt, I did manage to convince my wife that Aiden (my son) needed one.