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.
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Showing posts with label reflection. Show all posts
Friday, November 27, 2009
studying himself in the mirror
I didn't realize there was a mirror on the wall. I wonder what my father thinks about how he looks these days.
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