I say that with absolute affection and respect - I love my dad's rehab roommates. There's 4 of them in a room, they're all elderly and none of them can hear. It's actually really comical because they all just talk and none of them really listen. They try, but it doesn't usually work well.
The oldest in the room is Henry. He's 85 and has been in this rehab place for 8 months. It's his choice though - he loves it there. Because he's been around so long he's the expert on everything and is always sharing helpful (and sometimes not so helpful) advice, even when no one's listening.
The next oldest is Sully. He's 83 and still owns a furniture store. I'm not sure who's running it while he's gone, but he doesn't seem too worried about it. Sully is a Yankee fan, yet somehow manages to get along well with pretty much everyone on the floor of this rehab place in the heart of Red Sox territory. He has a lot of stories to tell and they usually take a lot longer than necessary because he often forgets what he's trying to say.
Last, but certainly not least, is Larry. He's in the bed right across from my dad. Larry likes things to be his way and doesn't mind telling the nurses, aids, doctors, volunteers, etc what he wants and how they can do it for him. He's a good guy though - just a little rough around the edges. He's 75 (almost forgot to say his age).
My dad, being my dad, has already had conversations with all of them about the Lord. Sully is a very strong Catholic. As far as we know Henry is not part of any religion. Larry is either Catholic or Episcopalian, I'm not sure which. Please pray that my dad gets through to these men. He's been taking every opportunity he can to share Jesus with them and now we just have to pray that the seeds will take root in their hearts.
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