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Adaughterracestocollectherfather’smemoriesbeforeAlzheimer’scanstealthemaway.
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ByAnnabelleAllen
Feb.5,
MyfatherstoodinthekitcheneatingrefriedbeansfromthecanwithaforkasPaulSimonsang“Graceland”onrepeatfor20minutes.
“HeyAlexa,whydon’twetakeabreak,huh?”hefinallysaid,asifthespeakerwereachildwhohadtakentoomanyturnsontheslide.“Yeah,let’sgiveitarestforalittlebit.”
Iwatchedhimpetthedeviceandgentlyshushit.
“Alexa,turnoff,”Isaid,andthekitchenfellsilent.
Myfathergavemealook,thesamelookheusedtogivemewhenIwas10anddidn’twanttocallmygrandmotherorsendthank-youcardsaftermybirthdayparty.Alookofalessontoimpart.
“Yes?”Isaid.
“Nexttime,”hesaid,“sayplease.”
Myfatherhasalwaysbeenthetypeofpersonwholikeslisteningtobirdsandpickinguplitter.IgrewupadmiringthewayhewouldwalkintoaroomfulloffriendswatchingTVandask,“Whowantstotalk?”Hewantedtoknowwhatpeoplewerethinkingabout,andwhenphoneslitupatthedinnertable,hewouldsitandwatchastherestofushunchedandstaredatourlapslikephone-addictedzombies.
Itrytobemorelikemyfatherandmakethesevaluesmyown.Butthesecharacteristicsofhisarefadingalongwithhismemory,andthemeansthroughwhichIconnectwithhimfeellesslikebondingandmorelikedesperation.
Almostfiveyearsago,whenmyfatherwas62,helearnedhehadAlzheimer’sdisease.Overthistime,mymotherandIhavewatchedhisdecline.Heforgetshisfriends’namesandcannolongerread.Everymorning,hesitsinababybluepolka-dottowelandwaitsforoneofustoprompthimtostarthisday.
Mymotherwillsay:“Comeinhereandgetdressed,honey.”“Brushyourteeth,honey.”“Comedrinksomeorangejuice,honey.”
Ilookatotherfatherswhomakemoneyandpancakesandkisstheirwives,andIfeeldepressedforhowsmallmyfather’sworldhasbe
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