My Dad was always my hero, always larger than life in many ways. He now is not anything close to that person, thanks to Alzheimers. As each month and year passes, I find myself not being able to remember what he was like. This blog serves as a way for my family and me – and hopefully others - to cope with his progression “into the fog”, and also helps us relive the kind of person my Dad really was.
Up to now I’ve posted all sad, depressing material. With this post I’ve decided to add one of the more… Continue Reading
Mom finally realized that it was time. For more than a year we have talked to Mom about putting Dad… Continue Reading
So how did Dad get this way? As far as we can tell Dad’s memory started to slip right after… Continue Reading
Dad was always a great writer. I hope to think that I inherited some of those characteristics. He always wrote… Continue Reading