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<blockquote data-quote="Brute 23" data-source="post: 1816835" data-attributes="member: 6291"><p>I know I've told this story on here before but my dad, son, and I were eating at the DQ in town. An older man in his late 70s or 80s was walking around table to table talking to people. It struck me as odd because he was in his tan slacks and an undershirt, not some thing a person like that would go out in. I was ease dropping and he walked up to two different tables saying he was on his way to his sons ranch. He would talk with them but the conversation never went any where, he never left, every one was nice but awkward. My grandmother had dementia and I was getting the same feeling from this guy. Lots of details but lots of missing pieces also. </p><p></p><p>I kept watching and finally he came by us. We started talking to him and got the same story. I started asking him where he was from, who his son is, where the ranch is, who else is going, what time were they expecting him. He said he didn't know what time they would be there and some odd things. I asked if he had a phone and would like to call his son? He didn't have a phone. </p><p></p><p>My dad went on with my son and I stayed there. I ended up getting on Google and searching his sons name and Corpus Christi along with the piece of the phone number he could remember. </p><p></p><p>Luckily his son was a realtor so it popped up. I didn't know but I just cold called. He answered. I asked if this was so and so and if he had a dad named so and so. They guy said yes I do, surprised. I told, well we are in DQ here in town. His son was at a football game in like Houston. </p><p></p><p>The guy had got in his car out of corpus with no phone, no wallet, no shirt and drove north (luckily not south) heading to the ranch, no one was at.</p><p></p><p>The son sent a nephew to come get him. I went to the counter and ordered ice cream for both of us. The people asked if I knew the guy so I told them what was going on. They gave us the ice cream free. LoL The nephew showed up and he had parked his car at the gas station down the road, then walked to the DQ. </p><p></p><p>It was a mess. It was very scary to think about that happening to people. He supposedly had a care taker that was suppose to stay with him. They never showed up and the family didn't know.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Brute 23, post: 1816835, member: 6291"] I know I've told this story on here before but my dad, son, and I were eating at the DQ in town. An older man in his late 70s or 80s was walking around table to table talking to people. It struck me as odd because he was in his tan slacks and an undershirt, not some thing a person like that would go out in. I was ease dropping and he walked up to two different tables saying he was on his way to his sons ranch. He would talk with them but the conversation never went any where, he never left, every one was nice but awkward. My grandmother had dementia and I was getting the same feeling from this guy. Lots of details but lots of missing pieces also. I kept watching and finally he came by us. We started talking to him and got the same story. I started asking him where he was from, who his son is, where the ranch is, who else is going, what time were they expecting him. He said he didn't know what time they would be there and some odd things. I asked if he had a phone and would like to call his son? He didn't have a phone. My dad went on with my son and I stayed there. I ended up getting on Google and searching his sons name and Corpus Christi along with the piece of the phone number he could remember. Luckily his son was a realtor so it popped up. I didn't know but I just cold called. He answered. I asked if this was so and so and if he had a dad named so and so. They guy said yes I do, surprised. I told, well we are in DQ here in town. His son was at a football game in like Houston. The guy had got in his car out of corpus with no phone, no wallet, no shirt and drove north (luckily not south) heading to the ranch, no one was at. The son sent a nephew to come get him. I went to the counter and ordered ice cream for both of us. The people asked if I knew the guy so I told them what was going on. They gave us the ice cream free. LoL The nephew showed up and he had parked his car at the gas station down the road, then walked to the DQ. It was a mess. It was very scary to think about that happening to people. He supposedly had a care taker that was suppose to stay with him. They never showed up and the family didn't know. [/QUOTE]
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