He came back today. I was in the laundry room putting my clothes in the dryer, looked out the window and he was out there. Went down there to see him, a bunch of other people did too. It looked like he probably needed a wheelchair. Somebody had to help him up and to his apartment. He won’t be taking care of his dog, he can’t hold on to him. I don’t know what his dog did when he saw him, I wasn’t down there right when he got back.
Oh he was smoking a cigarette too. That’s what gave him cancer. I don’t think not smoking will make him live longer at this point, the cancer already spread.