i have a question

I've got on of those horizons sitting out front of my Dads old place, it was his. From the VIN it's an 85. He used it to take one of my nieces to McDonalds in it, and probly lots of other places. My Mom left him about 20 years ago, and he was kinda lonely here, so the girl was pretty much his world then. He got to where he couldn't even remember his own name, probly a blessing in disquise, and my sister took him to stay at her house, but he finally got too much for her to keep up with, and she had to put him in a home that could watch him 24/7. All the while I was trying to break free in TN and get on home. I'd have to drive 60 miles by then, to see him, but still made it over there 2 or 3 times a week. He was happy there, and it didn't matter who you were, he was happy to see ya. I'd sign him out and take him to my sisters house usually, he never drank a lot, but he enjoyed a cold beer, which I'd always have him one or two, he'd usually stop after the first one, and be ready to go back to "that place". Before he died, his last Fathers Day, I brought him home, to the house he'd built, and the farm he loved, but he didn't remember it. He kept asking, "I lived here?", or, "I built this house?". As we were getting ready to go, and walked out by his old trailer, with that horizon sitting out beside it, he said "I know that car, that's my car". In his waning years that car held some of his only happy memories, taking that little girl to church, or to mcdonalds, and it was the only thing he remembered

I have a little happy meal toy that was still in it