I’m thinking so much about my father this weekend. He died from complications of Alzheimer’s disease in 2012. Although he couldn’t win that battle, until the end of his life, an abiding point of pride was the time he spent as a very young man in the Army during World War II. Whenever he encountered another veteran, he’d say, “I met another old soldier today.” Before dementia had a name and a power over him, a gathering power, an ominous … Continue