Alex

I went by Alex's house on Saturday. It was not a pleasent experience. The grass in the front yard is at least nine inches long, the hedges look as if they have not been trimmed since I last did it, and weeds are growing in the driveway. I was afraid the house had been abandoned so I called from my cell phone to make sure someone was there before I knocked on the door.

Alex came to the door and was not at all freindly. His answer to questions like "How are you?" and "Why do you not return my phone calls?" were "I dunno." or just looking at the ground. I think that Alex is somewhat depressed and hope that he gets over it soon. Maybe living with his mother in that closed up house is getting him down or maybe he is catching it from her.

I had not seen Alex since Christmas and he does not return my phone calls. Maybe if someone else would give him a call and ask how he is doing they could give me some help with his wellbeing. I certainly would appreciate it. The way he is acting greives his father's heart.