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Last night (evening, actually) there were 18 for dinner (easy when you don't do the cooking); the company was wonderful. Steven, Freddie, Hisura, Joey and Susie stopped by as well. If that’s not support, I don’t know what is.

Steven and Freddie were here until the wee hours of the morning, and I didn’t avail myself of the opportunity to sleep. I find myself so overtired that I cannot relax and drift off to sleep unless there is dead silence in the house. The late night visit was well worth it. Gilly loved every moment. I live vicariously through his pleasures these days.

Gilly is lounging in his favourite chair; Steven and Joey shlepped it upstairs from the basement for him last night. His two buddies (Steven and Marvin) are sitting off to the side reminiscing; they know each other from camp; we’re really all connected.

Tamara has taken charge; she encouraged me to make a list of things that need to be done and I accepted. She and Marvin completed many things on the list this afternoon. She’s now decorating Gilly’s room with familiar images, like camels and locomotives, family photos, Hebrew signs (sorry, can’t read them) and so on.

Marvin showed me a thing or two about transporting Gilly from chair to chair, etc. He has had some experience (an old friend had an accident many years ago) and he shared some handy tricks with us today.

Freddie just arrived; there is no better Kodak moment than the one in our living room at this very moment. Bless these guys. Marvin said I ruined his reputation of being a tough guy by telling the world how tender he was with Gilly last week; these 3 men are sweet, gentle, loving friends. I will never forget these precious moments.