Personality

 My parents were always liked by everyone. Until her last day, everyone who met my mother loved her. She was a genuinely nice person whose good nature shined through. My father was always Mr Personality. He still is. Yesterday, I had a nurse visit him. I made the appointment for 11am. She checked him and evaluated his medications. Then she sat and talked with him. I called to see how everything was. The nurse said he was fine and she wished she had made this her last appointment of the day, because she was having such a great time, she did not want to leave. She called him an anomaly.  People at his age do not usually hold a good conversation. She said he actually taught her a few things about the history of New York. That's my dad!