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Police Found This Man With Alzheimer's. What He Was Doing Will Bring You To Tears!

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Good Cops ... NO

Public servants doing there duty.

after they took him to buy flowers ... fellow citizens
after they paid the difference ... fellow human beings

There IS hope :)

Life is a sexually transmitted disease with a 100% fatality rate.
Don't Give me Liberty, I'll get up and get it myself!

Maybe these cops...

Maybe these cops could teach other cops this lesson. I'm talking about the ones that as normal operating procedure would have knocked him down, beat him, tazed him and put him in the hospital or killed him. This should be the norm not the exception that draws media attention.


the feels

Hang your head down
Try not to cry
Cry a lot


What Did He Eat?

I always wonder what he had to eat. The brain needs food! People can recover. Very sweet.

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Ahh... thank you for the

Ahh... thank you for the heart warming post, Pieter. Now please excuse me while I go find those two fine young men's addresses so that I can send them thank you cards!

It is easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled. – Mark Twain

Michael Nystrom's picture

OMG! A good cop story on the Daily Paul?

What is it, a full moon or something?


He's the man.

Yeah I almost fell out of my

Yeah I almost fell out of my chair!

I find it interesting (and

I find it interesting (and not to take away from the nice story) that the cops felt that they had to lie to the main office about where they were taking him.

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Okay, I mustered up my courage and watched it. Wow!

Glad I did. The tears welled up in my eyes, too, fireant. But, they are tears of joy and gratitude, feeling filled with the love I had and still have from my husband.

Like I told you, BT, true love never dies.

Thank you so much for posting that heartfelt video, Pieter! Made my day.

“It is the food which you furnish to your mind that determines the whole character of your life.”
―Emmet Fox

Beautiful story :)

Thanks to those cops!

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.
~ John Muir

Thank you for sharing this--

sounds like what happened with my grandparents; one had Alzheimers, the other didn't--

something similar happened towards the end of their lives.

it's hard to be awake; it's easier to dream--

I know this man and that home.

He was the pastor who gave my wife and I pre-marital counseling as part of the requirements for an Arkansas "Covenant Marriage" (which we went ahead and completed for our "paper anniversary" present to each other after one year of marriage). Despite his declining facilities he is still showing us how to live.

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Now that's Protect and Serve ...

at its finest. I do wonder how it would have turned out if the races were reversed.

Most likely a tazing followed by a beat down and finished with a shooting.

Let's be honest here and I'm white.

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Great Story!

In my experience taking care of my Alzheimer father, they have more fleeting recall of the distant past than something which happened moments ago. They subconsciously seem to grasp their inability to keep a coherent thought in mind, so when they do have a vivid thought or memory, they latch on and will not let go. It gives them a ground of sanity I suppose. While this is indeed a touching story, it evokes many painful memories of caring for my father. Dementia is very difficult to deal with. Caretakers must display a saint's dose of patience. I wish I had done better job of it...

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I was there for both my parents at the same time and understand what you're saying.. I look back and think I could have done this or that but I was there for them and they knew I loved them and was managing the best I could at the time so I console myself with that.

My dad was a strong man with firm opinions and that didn't change as the dementia took over. We found out he still loved to fold towels and dish towels like he always did at home and he could be distracted by a full laundry basket.

My mom never had real dementia... she was basically lucid right up to the end and that was somehow more painful.

RIP my good Mom and Dad~

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I didn't know what to say, so I upvoted you--


it's hard to be awake; it's easier to dream--

I could not bring myself to watch it for the same

reason you found it painful. Just know that you did the best you could with what you were dealing with on so many levels. We are only human, after all. As long as we cared and did the best we knew how, there shouldn't be any remorse about what we could have done better.

For anyone in a similar situation, here is the link to an old support group post for caregivers. Please feel free to use it: http://www.dailypaul.com/287333/caregivers-helping-caregivers

“It is the food which you furnish to your mind that determines the whole character of your life.”
―Emmet Fox

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Thanks Nonna...tears welling up.

I guess 2 years later, I still have post care giving issues. You are a gem.

Undo what Wilson did

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That's the America I want to live in.

Truly Heart Warming and Insightful

We are all so much more than our body's amazing gifts, or apparent limitations! I've been in senior group settings where some folks can't remember their last sentence, but can sit down at a piano and play a dearly loved hymn from their youth; singing every verse, recalling every word.

These cops were the fulfillment of MLK's, "content of character", measurement of greatness.

Find out just what any people will quietly submit to and you have the exact measure of the injustice and wrong which will be imposed on them. - Frederick Douglass