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When Dementia Fades
She had forgotten a lot. Dementia had reared its ugly head. Perhaps it was the beginning of Alzheimers. Perhaps mom was just wearing out.
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What You Say: Readers Respond
What would you do if called upon to intervene in a public situation These readers responded to share their experiences
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A BIG/LITTLE THING: Being an Everyday Hero
An old woman was in Trader Joes, on her phone, asking for help and clearly not getting it from the person on the other end of the line. Five people strolled by.
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2 SISTERS. 1 FATHER. WHAT A DIFFERENCE.
On my fourteenth birthday, I woke up to find my parents gone an d a note on the kitchen table that said: "At the hospital."
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What We Remember After We Forget
This weekend I went to the 'pre-game' festivities for my husbands 55th high school reunion.
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AN ACCIDENTAL MOTHER
It's Mother's Day. At our house we celebrate with a trip to a food court and a scary movie.
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Stories My Mother Told Me
My parents made a pact to stand on every continent int he world. Then my dad died.
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The Language of Missing
My youngest son was a Peace Corps volunteer in Albania. If you don't know where Albania is, no worries. I didn't either.
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Five Things to Bring to Thanksgiving
It's Turkey time again. Time to be thankful, reflect, and fight over the drumstick at the dinner table.
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The Measure of a Man
i treasure this photo of my dad, my two brothers and me when we lived in Alaska. The years was probably 1955.
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