We went down to have dinner with him, only he'd forgotten, between 2:30 and 5:00 that we were coming down. He thought we were coming down today, so he ate dinner. We got there just after he'd eaten.
He did go out with us, and had coffee while we had dinner, then we got some exercise in Target, and went and checked out the progress on my niece's new home.
Got back to his assisted living apartment and got ready to leave. As we're leaving, Dad says "I sure hate being left alone here". *big heavy sigh*. I can't even fathom how lonely he must be. Even though we all try to get there, and to talk to him often, he doesn't have the companion he had for nearly 68 years. That's got to be a big empty hole that no one else can even begin to fill.
But he's doing the best he can.