FOR GREGORY. He was not a VICTIM of ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE, he was a HERO!

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Monday, December 20, 2010

Ticks

Ticks used to be the sound a clock made. Ticks used to be the mark you made when you checked off an item. Ticks were Anachnids that bit you, sucked a little blood, and sometimes gave you a disease. Tick-off was what you did when you made someone angry.


Now "Tick" has a new meaning. When it is too hot or cold in the condo, Gregory will ask,"Can you change the temperature a few ticks." When it is almost 5:00 pm and time for coffee, Gregory will announce, "In a few ticks it will be coffee time." When we have almost reached our destination in the car, Gregory will notice, "We are just a few ticks away." He'll note, "I have just a couple more ticks until I am finished reading my book." Towards the end of dinner he'll say, "Dinner has nicely filled me up but I will finish the last few ticks of salad."

I know what he means, the words are close enough. He knows what he means, the meanings are close enough. Also after having lived together for over 33 years, I can tell his "ticks" from his "tocks." Life and time goes on.

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