My Grandpa Miller is one of my heroes. He has been for quite a long time. He
is one of the kindest, gentlest most thoughtful people I know. He's
almost 91 and, among other things, has dementia. I spent the night at his place on Saturday. Its hard
to see him in a way where he's not himself. But when the clouds part there are really
wonderful moments. I love this guy.
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