Like most of us whose lives were disturbed by the building of
the new home for Alzheimer sufferers, I was consoled by the
fact of its existence and the assurance that it would be there
for me and my mates when our turn comes.
This morning my neighbour was telling me the sad tale of a
friends' slide into the disease.
And the dreadful news that there are 26 places in the new
home - for (so far) 100 people waiting.
I guess we live long enough to get it now. I'm off to discover a
cure, other than death.
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