My papa, Jimmy Gross, gave me pearls the day I graduated high school because he was afraid he wouldn’t remember me being married. He had just been diagnosed with dementia. 15 years later, he is in a nursing home with Alzheimer’s. My nana, his wife of almost 53 years, visits daily despite his inability to interact anymore. We no longer are able to hear his wonderful stories, sermons, or beautiful voice. I want to end Alzheimer’s to keep other families from suffering from this disease. My papa is my why.
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