“When things go wrong, don’t go with them.” ~ Elvis
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I took this picture of dad and me when Vicki and CK visited last Sunday. He was having a good day and played along with me. Today was a different day. He’s been admitted for a UTI and significantly advancing dementia. He’s slipping further from us every day. The body looks like him. The voice sounds like him. Sometimes he sees us, but most of the time now, he sees people who are no longer with us or never were. He remembers CK visiting last Sunday, which is utterly remarkable given the state he’s in. It’s moments like this that tell me somewhere in there, our Hero roams.
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