Laying All to Rest

The end. That’s how this begins. We buried the ashes of Beauregard Lee Bercaw, M.D. on August 22. The event was more than a final act — it was a homecoming, too. My father grew up on a farm in Palmyra, Virginia with his three older brothers. Beau was a surprise child arriving seven years after…

The Heart of the (Grey) Matter

Dears, For weeks now, I’ve been thinking about the next phase of my jarred life. The brain motif perfectly captured my grandfather and father’s battle with Alzheimer’s disease. Heck, it wasn’t even a symbol. It was real. Dad kept grand-dad’s brain in a jar. But I am me, not he. And I am moving into…

Voluntary Reactions

Dears, I wanted to share some of the wonderful words people have sent me after reading Brain in a Jar.  I have chosen to share the responses from folks whom I don’t know and who would have no reason to write to me except to share their heartfelt reactions.  (Some of these were sent to me…