I don't know if any of you have had to deal with Alzheimer's, but it is a terrible disease. My mom was sharp as a tack, ballenced books for a living. Strong too. My dad was terminal with emphasize when I was I HS. My mom took care of him, sent 2 of us to Catholic school and battled breast cancer all at once. But she was no match for Alzheimer's. Little by little it took her memory away. Some days she would have trouble even with our names. Now here is why I posted this here. He memory of everything except John & his shooting. Every week we would go see her. First in her appointment, then in the nursing home. If we missed for a match she would want to know how he did. She couldn't tell you what she had for breakfast, but how did John do. It was the strangest thing. Up untill Aug. of this year it was always her 1st question. She wasn't able to talk in Sept. as the disease took that too, but John would take his ribbons to show her and she would smile. I know she understood that John was doing good, & even if that's all she understood it made her happy. She passed the end of Sept.
I shared this because my mom didn't know one end of a gun from the other, but she would listen & remember what John would teach her. She would remember if we missed a visit, but always ask how did John do. Alzheimer's took most of my mom away, but rifle with John let us hold on to her to the end. What a gift was that.
I shared this because my mom didn't know one end of a gun from the other, but she would listen & remember what John would teach her. She would remember if we missed a visit, but always ask how did John do. Alzheimer's took most of my mom away, but rifle with John let us hold on to her to the end. What a gift was that.
