Days With My Father

January 23, 2009


Photography and words that move.

That nearly moved me to tears as I looked at it, here, at my work desk.

Days With My Father, by Phillip Toledano – a portrait of the photographer’s father as he descends into a form of Alzheimer’s-like short term memory loss. It’s amazing. Touching.

I’m going to go back to missing my grandfather now, thanks.

Found via an older post by Bill at MTLB.

Tags: Grandpa Boyer, Photography |

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  1. Deane on January 23rd, 2009 1044 am

    That was amazing.

    I’m in the same situation right now with my mother. She’s slowly slipping into dementia. Every time I tell her that her mother (my grandmother) died 25 years ago, she’s as devastated as if hearing it for the first time.

    I’ve stopped telling her. When she asks how Grandma is doing, I just say “Fine.”

  2. Corey V. on January 26th, 2009 932 am

    One of the few things that I’m thankful for when my grandfather passed away was that, once it hit his brain (he had lung cancer, but it spread to his brain) he died shortly after that. With little confusion.

    A hard week of waiting, but thankfully it was only a week.

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