Since going sober sixteen months ago, I’ve dreaded Friday nights and the party mindset that comes with the weekend. But recently, I decided to change my perspective. I took my 12-year-old son David to the public pool, and we spent the early evening redefining “Happy Hour.” I joined him on the long twisty-turny slide, and…
Category: Alzheimer’s
The Bercaws Arrive in India, Again
Dears, The Hindu Newspaper, started in 1878 as a weekly, became a daily in 1889 and since then has steadily grown to the circulation of 15,58,379 copies. Today’s print and online edition features a very well-written story by journalist S. Ravi about Brain in a Jar, which has just launched in India. Will 15 million…
Last Night’s Dream Wasn’t Mine
Dears, Get this: I was blow drying my hair this morning, after a lovely night’s rest and unremarkable dreams. Usually my dreams are nightmares. Big, crazy, intense, absurd, menacing and even metaphorical. In fact, the night before last, I dreamt that my father, who died of Alzheimer’s in 2012, was alive but had turned into…
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