Dear Hayley, I’ve been thinking about you, and how difficult it must be to live with Alzheimer’s every minute. I have the “luxury” of thinking about it more metaphorically. While you help take care of your dad as the disease grows steadily in him,  I wax nostalgic on growing up with Beau. But I hope…

(This is a brief excerpt from Brain in a Jar…) I find a guesthouse in Angeles City, a mile from the entrance to Clark Air Force Base. I put my backpack down in my tiny, un-air-conditioned room and get my birth certificate out of my wallet. Place of birth: Angeles City, Pampanga, Philippines. This is…

Dear Hayley, As you well know, I have been working on a book about life with Beau. I will visit him this summer and thought I’d share a passage from the book about the last time I saw him at Juniper: I realize that I am the product of a life with him. He prepared…