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Last year I gave this sweat-shirt to Dad for Christmas.

I gave him the sweatshirt when he was in the ICU with a breathing tube down his throat and he could only talk with his eyes and hands.  I basically showed him the sweatshirt, he couldn't wear it.  I know he liked it though because his heart rate spiked - the nurse came in and I apologized for getting him too excited. 

What a difference a year makes...

I'm so glad that my Dad is here to play with his grand-kids and wear the silly shirts I get him.