My father died peacefully on February 6, 2012. I had arrived a few hours before he died, so I had time to sit by him and talk and even moisten his lips with the long-promised scotch I had with me. I don't know if he heard me, but he smacked his lips from the scotch, My father had Alzheimer's and had donated his brain to the Alzheimer's study he'd been part of at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center. I'll continue to post for a while.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Charlotte and my father
In October Jen & Charlotte & Scott came to NYC for a few days. Charlotte was actually excited about going to visit my father. She had a new guitar to show him (a $10 "street model" which actually works a bit).
It turned out he loved playing the guitar, and even though it was new and she loved it, she let him play with it practically the whole visit. I took a guitar to my father the next time I went.
I bought Charlotte a 10 cent lollipop at the nursing home "store" and she was delighted.
A beautiful day, so we sat outside.
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