Gramps and the Gangster visit the memory clinic by Jason Danely
“Are you free tomorrow?” “Sure, what’s going on?” “It’s a big day for Gramps! I’m taking him to the doctor. I guess someone from the ward office said…
“Are you free tomorrow?” “Sure, what’s going on?” “It’s a big day for Gramps! I’m taking him to the doctor. I guess someone from the ward office said…
I am thrown into an image: Two figures climbing steep stone stairs, so tall that I cannot see what lies at the top. They are father and son.…
I am thrown into an image: Two figures climbing steep stone stairs, so tall that I cannot see what lies at the top. They are father and son.…
I am thrown into an image: Two figures climbing steep stone stairs, so tall that I cannot see what lies at the top. They are father and son.…
When I teach undergraduates about ageing in anthropology, I sometimes begin by stating the very mundane fact that none of us are ever going to be as young…
When I teach undergraduates about ageing in anthropology, I sometimes begin by stating the very mundane fact that none of us are ever going to be as young…
When I teach undergraduates about ageing in anthropology, I sometimes begin by stating the very mundane fact that none of us are ever going to be as young…
“The question for me of whether to get a stomach tube for my mother was whether or not she has lived her natural life completely.[1] Maybe her time has…