Daddy was in a nursing home. He was 90 and definitely losing his memory. He was aware enough to know he was and tried to conceal it.
Still he really could not recall much at all. I decided to bring some of his old WWII pictures to see if it would bring back memories. Actually they were mostly just after the war and in Berlin as he didn’t get a camera until the war ended.
I showed him a photo of the first Russian tank to enter Berlin and he immediately chuckled and told me a story about it that he had never mentioned before. It only lasted a couple of minutes but he was there again for a little while.
This is the tank with Daddy sitting on the monument. It was blown up a few days after the photo was taken and Daddy said it was his outfit that did it. They were combat engineers and would have had the explosives.
My dear mother passed away in 2007 when she was just 6 weeks shy of her 95th birthday. She did not have Alzheimer’s, but she was suffering from dementia.
She had always loved to sing, and even when she had gotten to the point that she did not recognize her own children or even know who she was she could still remember old popular songs. On the days that I was caring for her, we sang all sorts of songs as I was bathing her and dressing her. It made everything go so well.