This has always been my favorite of your tales, LawDog. My dad and aunt both had Alzheimers and this story hits me differently now that they’re both gone.
this one hit hard because of the timing. We buried my grandfather, 95, yesterday. He didn't have Alzheimer's but he had been a sorrowful man when he finally went to his rest, so I found this one bittersweet. Even worse when right now for my family, this is in reverse - my grandmother is in the nursing home today, grieving.
IT was a beautiful story, and I do appreciate you posting it; it even helped me gain a little closer if anything!
And the matronly-looking woman in scrubs' problem is solved without an ounce of appreciation. My mom was in assisted living and nursing homes from the time she was widowed and went blind in her later 70s until she passed at age 97. She was fortunate to have good care. My wife worked in nursing homes for 35+ years. There are some saints in that profession and its periphery. Thank you, Sir.
I have some old folks I'm dealing with right now who have been doing Class I felonies with dumping and whatnot on my property. I'm really torn about what to do about it because I don't want the state involved and their property seized/auctioned, but I have to make sure my kids aren't running across their biohazards chucked over the fence.
I hate people wind up in those places and that they sometimes make it necessary. I've seen old folks make their way home before like that in a haze of memory and confusion.
It's a tough situation, this silver Tsunami we're having.
Damn, need to dust in here.
Thanks, LawDog. You take care. I need to hug my wife right now.
This has always been my favorite of your tales, LawDog. My dad and aunt both had Alzheimers and this story hits me differently now that they’re both gone.
Damn you LawDog, I didn't want to start my day crying.
this one hit hard because of the timing. We buried my grandfather, 95, yesterday. He didn't have Alzheimer's but he had been a sorrowful man when he finally went to his rest, so I found this one bittersweet. Even worse when right now for my family, this is in reverse - my grandmother is in the nursing home today, grieving.
IT was a beautiful story, and I do appreciate you posting it; it even helped me gain a little closer if anything!
Thanks, LawDog. One of my favorites of your stories, despite the sad ending. You made me cry, darn you.
Still as wonderful as the first time I read it. <smiles> It's more than that. It's "beautiful," if I can use that word.
Damn onion ninjas...
And the matronly-looking woman in scrubs' problem is solved without an ounce of appreciation. My mom was in assisted living and nursing homes from the time she was widowed and went blind in her later 70s until she passed at age 97. She was fortunate to have good care. My wife worked in nursing homes for 35+ years. There are some saints in that profession and its periphery. Thank you, Sir.
This one makes me cry every time I read it.
I have some old folks I'm dealing with right now who have been doing Class I felonies with dumping and whatnot on my property. I'm really torn about what to do about it because I don't want the state involved and their property seized/auctioned, but I have to make sure my kids aren't running across their biohazards chucked over the fence.
I hate people wind up in those places and that they sometimes make it necessary. I've seen old folks make their way home before like that in a haze of memory and confusion.
It's a tough situation, this silver Tsunami we're having.
Must be the desert or something. It's always dusty when I read this. Every time.
Old soldier here.
Beautiful. Keep it up. I read and thoroughly enjoy your writing! I think I have followed you for many years, much to my benefit.
Made me cry again.
Yep, dusty all of a sudden.
It's suddenly a little dusty around here.