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brothers, part 25

If you’re a zipper, you don’t want to be around Rick these days. Fidgeting is an occupational hazard with dementia, a way of coping with the constant anxiety. For Rick, that means no zipper goes unpunished. He is a zipperholic, … Continue reading

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you can never have too much sky

the quote floats around in my head like a wayward balloon stuck in a tree at the mad dog playground. you can never have too much sky. It’s from a sandra cisneros story, or possible a mike tyson tattoo. i think it’s … Continue reading

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brothers, part 24

Halloween is the saddest holiday. Rick and I had a tradition. Every Halloween, we would sing a song. OK, it was usually May or July or whenever I finally made it down for Christmas or Thanksgiving or some random weekend. … Continue reading

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brothers, part 23

“I’m glad you’re here!” I was caught off guard as i walked back into the house after phoning Mo from the porch. He had been eating breakfast, saw me through the window, and came walking around to the door. I’m … Continue reading

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things i wish i had said, part 82

“Please understand, I’m still in here.” — Richard Taylor, dementia advocate

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brothers, part 22

we go to sonic for milkshakes. i ask if he wants vanilla or chocolate. he isn’t sure, so i order one of each. we stop at the park and sit on our bench. ducks are staging a parade for our … Continue reading

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brothers, part 21

He’s pacing around nervously. I don’t know what to do. So we go for a walk. But the magic is gone. He stays six paces behind me, wary of the stranger leading him to an uncertain future. We make the … Continue reading

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