<font color="#000088">He was a wonderful father, and we had many conversations, we used to sit and talk for hours. Sometimes he didn't make a lot of sense,and just went on and on about things that weren't real, because as he was getting sicker,his dementia was worsening. But I still just sat and listened to what he had to say, that's all he wanted,was someone to talk to and listen to him. He got really sick soon after he retired as a Psychologist Ph.D., he was also a Licesed Clinical Social Worker,he just worked his way up to the top,and still went to school and got his Ph.D, he had his Masters in Psychology to! I didn't even know he went to San Diego State University until after he died! I was born in Southern California,but not in San Diego,pretty close though! So it was pretty cool that I have always been drawn to San Diego,moved there when I grew up, then found out my Dad went to School there,and used to live there. What a coincidence!</font>