My husband's mother, Hilda Ramsey, had been afflicted with Alzheimers for several years when the three of us took a ride, probably down the Azalea Trail, his mother's favorite time of year. I'll never forget being stopped at the intersection of Woodland and Main when Joe commented on a conversation he'd had recently with his Aunt Cassie (Ramsey), then around 80.
He said, "Her memory is amazing!"
"She never had any children," Mom stated matter-of-factly from the back seat. At that moment her mind was working on all cylinders.