Amber Burg's Blog

A man with many titles: janitor, construction worker, father, husband, grandfather, and friend. The same man who would go into town on an errand or just passing through. He would have to stop because he got lost. He could not remember where he was or what he was suppose to be doing. He walked into the nearest Casey’s General Store seeking to find out where he was at or how to get home. His daughter having to explain to him how his checking account works. “I remember having to talk with him about his checking account and how one worked and that you could only write checks for the amount of money in your account.” His memories beginning to fade from him.

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