I say this with great sadness that my brother-in-law is in an Alzheimer’s facility. (He’s my wife’s sister’s husband). She held on as long as she could. The beatings were becoming more frequent. We would visit them and either she or he, or both of them often had black eyes. His biological functions became unmanageable. He doesn’t know anyone anymore, including his wife. He is only 62, and the symptoms began about 5 years ago. I want to go see him, but the fact that he won’t know me bothers me. On the other hand, it’s about him, not me. I decided I’m taking an acoustic guitar, because I remember he loved it when I used to play at his place. Maybe through music I can somehow connect with him. Yes T-Byrd, I can empathize with you.