I sold the Dodge to the father of my neighbor who had the car shipped to Ohio. The money was banked and it waited until I had time. Then I built this teardrop camper trailer. So, you could say that Bill gave me a teardrop. Thanks Bill.
Dave, isn't it hard for older bodies with achy muscles to crawl in and out of this tear drop? It looks interesting and the woodwork is stunning.
Btw, for some reason I have only recently discovered your blog, though I see some of my good friends discovered it long ago. I took the time to start at the beginning and read backwards every single one of your posts because I find your writing and photography touching, sensitive, humorous, and endearing. Plus, the love you have for your family and friends, each and every one, is just plain beautiful.
Ann, imagine you sit down and fall backwards and you are in bed. The bed is a queen size and since my wife has Alz I only have one door. I can sit in the door and she can slide by. It is the finest sleeping device I have ever had. Maybe i'll write an essay on it one day, with some new pictures.
This blog began as a spot to vent about my life with Miriam and her time with Alzheimer's disease.
She was diagnosed in '99 and her decline has been quite slow. In fact some of our best years of our long marriage have been these recent years.
Alzherimer's, at least her version is a disease of waiting. One shoe drops and it can be a very long time before the other one drops.
So life goes on.
At the beginning of this blog I told the story of our courtship and marriage, about out family and our personal journey with this disease. The part that scares the most is the anticipation as the disease slowly progresses.
So, I will touch on that subject from time to time, but the entries will tend toward comments on life. I'll leave politics and religion for others to worry about, not that I don't have strong opinions!
I have my hands full just looking after my wonderful Miriam.
We met when we were 6, began dating at 15 and have been together since. We will have our 56th anniversary this June.
We have four wonderful daughters. Smart, independent, awesome. They have given us 7 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. None of them are little any more. The oldest is 28 and married, the youngest is 14.
Until this last fall we lived in a hosue I designed and built in the '70's and it is pretty weird and wild, but very comfortable. Last summer the girls came to the conclusion that I really did need help dealing with Miriam. Now we live on a couple acres with daughter 1.
Life has been good. There is not much I would do different even if I could. We are rich beyond belief but chronically short of cash!
And, unless stated otherwise all the photographs are mine.
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Dave, isn't it hard for older bodies with achy muscles to crawl in and out of this tear drop? It looks interesting and the woodwork is stunning.
Btw, for some reason I have only recently discovered your blog, though I see some of my good friends discovered it long ago. I took the time to start at the beginning and read backwards every single one of your posts because I find your writing and photography touching, sensitive, humorous, and endearing. Plus, the love you have for your family and friends, each and every one, is just plain beautiful.
Thank you for sharing your heart.
Ann
Ann, imagine you sit down and fall backwards and you are in bed. The bed is a queen size and since my wife has Alz I only have one door. I can sit in the door and she can slide by.
It is the finest sleeping device I have ever had.
Maybe i'll write an essay on it one day, with some new pictures.
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