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.
my father is very funny.... We were sitting outside, playing poker, but it started to pour, and it didn't even cool things off. My father's poker wasn't quite up to par - but he still bluffed a lot.
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