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  • Book: Moby Dick / Herman Melville

    Like a fine cut diamond, the treasure you see depends on the angle you’re looking at it from.

    November 15, 1999
  • Day 143

    I ask Grandma if she thinks Grandpa is making progress towards accepting his condition. She’s careful about being too optimistic. Other wives of Alzheimer’s victims she’s talked to have told her that they often reach a plateau followed by rapid deterioration. She’s bracing herself for this, as Grandpa has been about the same for several…

    November 15, 1999
  • Day 142

    On our walk Grandma tells me a little of the tribulations of caring for Frieda – her miserliness, infinite pickiness, and loss of will to live. She says Frieda has perked up considerably for my visit. We all head off to church together. Amazingly, Grandpa lets me sit in the back of the car for…

    November 14, 1999
  • Day 141

    Feeling sedentary, I make use of the fitness room before walking with Grandma. Today she tells me about some of her other activities. She directs the choir here and chairs a committee for the arts which will try to get a new performance hall built in Cypress Village. She has many people interested in her…

    November 13, 1999
  • Day 140

    Today Grandma gives me the car keys so I can run errands. I eat breakfast in my room, shop for books, then hit the library. The web site is still down, no reply from Rick or Nathan. Grandma serves a nice lunch and Grandpa plays the piano for me. I’ll never forget the image of…

    November 12, 1999
  • Day 139

    Jacksonville, FL At 8 I go for a walk with Grandma. She confides in me a few things about Grandpa. She’s gotten in a fix. A nurse at Mayo was concerned about Grandpa driving. So Grandma inquired about it privately to his doctor, who did some tests. In addition he contacted the DMV, unbeknownst to…

    November 11, 1999
  • Day 138

    Okeefenokee Swamp, GA to Jacksonville Beach, FL 8420 mi I wake up early and head for the swamp wilderness drive. I have the park to myself, I see only some employees on their way in. The land shifts slowly from southern pines to dark pools and tangled, viny brush. On Chesser Island, surrounded not by…

    November 10, 1999
  • Day 137

    Patterson, GA to Okeefenokee Swamp, GA 8322 mi I pass up a breakfast in Patterson – too early. These little towns all look deserted. Cracked wood, rusty siding, collapsed trailers, weedy and sandy sidewalks, cars on blocks, downed trees strewn around, piles of junk and trash. Hortense is just a crossroads, but it has a…

    November 9, 1999
  • Day 136

    Statesboro, GA to Patterson, GA 8245 mi I get lost when roads weaving through beanfields, cotton fields, ponds, and pastures don’t seem to correspond to my map. But I find a way to 292, then to Collins. From there I take the direct route to Reidsville, driven by hunger. The only breakfast place is a…

    November 8, 1999
  • Day 135

    Augusta, GA to Statesboro, GA 8156 mi I wake up early, read, and wait for the continental breakfast to open in the lobby. At 7 I call and ask about it. By 7:30 it’s open and there’s coffee. When I ask about food the guy makes me a bowl of Raisin Bran. Ha! But I…

    November 7, 1999
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