It's soon going to be 66 years since Dad's brother was killed by a Japanese sniper in the Philippines. I asked Dad about that yesterday. Through the fog of Dad's disease, he remembered his brother for a moment, and then went on to something else. That disease Dad has robs one of you own history. It's sad. Senility is what they used to call it I guess. Everything is changing. I'd love to stop it but it's just the way life is...,
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