Today is the day after Christmas.  I found myself watching the 10 minute "demo" version of my mom's slideshow video.  I got to reminiscing about one of the my visits out to see my parents in Olympia when they both lived at an assisted living facility.

It was a few days after Christmas in 2002.  I was eager to use my video camera, so I asked my dad if he would play a few songs for me on the baritone horn I had gotten for him a few months before.  My dad was a career musician in the Army band, so not even Alzheimer's could erase the memory of playing from his fingers.

My dad commenced to play about 30 minutes of various Christmas carols and hymns for me right out in the hall outside their room.  He was in especially good form, and I felt really privileged to be treated to a private concert!  Not bad for a guy of 89 and in the middle stage of Alzheimer's...