I can tell you that it is still his favourite sweater. It was terribly, terribly falling apart -- the cuffs were totally frayed, the buttonband had come unsewn from one side, there was a big dropped stitch disaster on the shoulder -- and I felt like the queen in Franklin's video. (He talks about it here, but the video doesn't seem to be on that page anymore. So, here ya go.)
I kept refusing to mend the sweater. He has other sweaters. I would knit him a blue one, or green. Cables, whatever, just let me make you a new sweater. No, he says, I like this sweater.
He is actually very grateful and loves his new-old sweater even more now. I still mean to make him a replacement one day, but since I've put it off for seven years, a while more won't hurt.