Some Provisos

This is the story of our experience, as I understand it, in my husband's singularity and in mine. It's the story of dementia as it uniquely manifested itself in Dick Cain. It's a story that demonstrates the truism, “If you know one person with dementia, you know one person with dementia." ≈  I must admit... Continue Reading →

Brown-Eyed Handsome Man

Early in our relationship, I’d tacked a black-and-white photo of Dick on my cubicle wall at work. He’d been teaching me photography. The portrait was a practice shot I’d taken with his Nikon: reclining on the sofa, a white kitten on his chest, his head of wavy greying hair cushioned by the armrest, his dark... Continue Reading →

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