October 26, 2010
Today was a day of memory.  To begin writing about my experience with Art, I am reading through the daily journals I kept for three years, while caring for him.  It brings back emotions I felt even then, but with new insight now. 
Art was a World War II Veteren.  What a great man!  He was a mans' man.  His WORD was his BOND, and his WORK was his WORTH.  These are attitudes of those born of the 1900's.   Art taught me many things even before His illness.  He was a stoic man, but if He trusted you, you could TRUST He would do anything for you.  He didn't believe in 'handouts', but 'handups'.  I miss him, even still.
I continue to keep a journal.  Even after Art is gone.  The Postal Service still sends him mail, I still have to pay taxes on 2010, the IRS wants their money, and trying to recall what happened last month would be taxing on my brain.
The JOURNALING has been a tremendous assest to addressing legal issues.  Very important to do the journaling.