A public thank you for helping his father
To the editor: Alzheimer’s is an awful disease. To witness a loved one travel this path is a deep hurtful pain I wish on no one. In the advance stages, like my father’s, they crave routines. With great anticipation they look forward to the mailman delivering mail and, yes, garbage collection day is a big day for my dad. He gets to greet his buddies and wave, laugh and tell them his stories. Recently East Liverpool was hit with a massive snow storm that thankfully I don’t have to endure any more down in Texas. My father attempted to greet the guys collecting his trash like ...