Forgive me, but I have been remiss. There is someone that deserves a very special mention here.
That person is my mother (Ruby), of course. My parents were married in 1947.
She did so much these past few years to take care of dad, often wearing herself out.
Dementia is a cruel disease. It takes the memories of people and everything else a person loves. There were a few times when dad did not seem to recognize me, but he never forgot the wife he adored so much.
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