TV and movies like to paint a painful, but sweet view of dementia, almost a part of aging, where some 90 year old lady in a nursing home thinks everyone is Harry Truman. Unfortunately, the sad fact is that all too often, it's people like my father, a hearty 57 year old without a grey hair on his head, an aircraft mechanic, small business owner, and unparalleled craftsman who built many wonderful things as I grew up, but was unable to run a doorknob for years before his death; a calm and patient man who slowly descended into terror as his brain died.
For too many folks, this is a day-to-day reality, so we walk in his memory, hoping that some day, we can all put this horror behind us.
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