pot vs. Alzheimers

There's the added punch of the fact you still have those memories and feelings, and it's hard to have all of your being wrapped up in feeling on the defensive and adversarial in front of someone who doesn't have any memory of the past.

My sister has seen Dad maybe four or five times since he moved into memory care 18 months ago, which to be fair is probably about as often as she would have seen him if he were still in his right mind. I don't know if she's quite able to accept that the contrarian oppressor of our teenage years is no longer present.