Today was my father's 63rd birthday. This is him looking happy and lucid for a split second today. He's at his 5th location in 2 weeks after being removed from the first memory care facility due to aggression and resistance to care. Alzheimer's is a terrifying disease, and it gets miserable to watch as the end creeps near. He's trapped inside a body being betrayed by his mind. It is nothing like you see in movies, and the stigma of the realities of aging make the details too much to talk about. This has been the longest month of my life, and an extremely difficult one for my family. We have exhausted options and gone down avenues that most families will never even need to learn about. My father's size, age, and resistance to care has made it immensely difficult to find a facility equipped to care for him. It's a position we never could have expected to be in, or prepared for. It makes me happy to know that most of you will never have to experience what we're going through. Glad to be able to sneak normal looking photos that mask the despair and leave us with memories of the momentary goodness. Happy birthday Barry.