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My dad died 5 years ago at 84. He had dementia. He was an avid reader. He'd get up in the morning, have coffee, breakfast, read for a while, then go back to bed for a while. A therapist told me that for people with dementia reading is one of the last things to go. She suggested to remind him of things that I use sticky notes in his assisted living place. It seemed to work. Reading was a morning thing for him. Evening was TV.
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