I’ve been reading novelist Sue Miller’s memoir of her father’s decline and death (The Story of My Father: A Memoir,Alfred A. Knopf, 2003). After her mother’s sudden death, she and her father saw a lot of each other. She writes of a dawning realization that something odd is going on with him. He is different: sadder, untidy, forgetful.
She knows something is wrong. But what? He is not responsive to her questions about his health and wellbeing. Is it because he can’t talk to her or is it because he won’t? Is he too proud or simply confused?
I am completely familiar with that feeling of bafflement. Can’t he or won’t he? We often ask ourselves this question about Frank. Why doesn’t he shave every day as he used to do? Why doesn’t he clip …
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