I was in high school when my maternal grandfather John J. Dran began to suffer. I remember vividly thirty years later the pain I felt the first time he didn’t remember me. He passed two days after Christmas my senior year in 1985. My paternal grandfather Jacob Lohrfink was diagnosed a few years later and then my father, at the age of 55, was also diagnosed. He did not drink or smoke and he exercised regularly. He had a PhD from the University of Michigan and taught at a graduate school at Harvard. His passing in 2005 at the age of 67 was devastating. The years he suffered took a huge toll on us all. My mother lost her high school sweetheart, married just short of 50 years. Now she has dementia and my fight to find a cure and aid for families continues. I hosted my first cocktail event in New York City on June 3rd, hoping for a yearly gathering from this point forward. I have walked in Princeton, NJ, White Plains, NY and now in Norwalk, CT. I continue as a committee member. I have hosted two shopping days at Vineyard Vines in New Canaan, CT and Greenwich, CT and I hope to do more in the future.