Four weeks ago my dad went out to walk Bancroft and he slipped and fell on “Black Ice” and broke his hip.  Ouch! I was so upset. It was so hard to hear my dad shout and moan for help . The ambulance came and took him to Bryn Mawr Hospital. There were so many people who fell on the ice that day that they could not do my dad’s surgery until Thursday night. He went to Bryn Mawr Rehab for a week and is now doing out-patient therapy.  I remember that well from all my surgeries and know exactly what he is going though. He’s doing better every day!  Thank you God!

The ice is gone. (hopefully forever) and the snow hills are almost all melted

Can’t wait for warmer weather and green grass again!

Dad Just Before Surgery