Published by admin on Thu, 12/22/2022 - 9:45am
In February, I wrote a column about my trip to Florida. This was not a winter vacation or a restful getaway. Rather, I traveled 4,500 miles to say goodbye to my grandfather while he still knew my name.
In 2020, my grandpa began fading from dementia. Slowly things started to shift. His memory was getting spotty, he was having delusions and often stumbled around the house looking for something.