Bob was always good about checking in with me, especially to see how our younger brother, Joe, was doing. He was saddened by the rapid decline in Joe’s cognitive abilities due to Alzheimer’s disease. Joe sometimes knows us and sometimes doesn’t. After Bob’s death, I went to see Joe. I took him aside to a quiet space. He knew me that day and said he remembered Bob. When I told him that Bob had died, he had a sadness in his voice as he simply said “Oh”. I know that he didn’t remember for long, but at least in that moment he understood. Rest in peace. Bob.