At 2:27 a.m., My Dad Called: “Your Sister-in-Law Beat Me with a Baseball Bat—But She Told Police I Attacked Her Because I’m Mentally Ill”

in older adults, something I hadn’t even known existed until I went looking for it, and slowly, the version of him I remembered started coming back into focus. He started doing the crossword again. He started arguing with the television during Ohio State games again. He started, eventually, laughing again, quietly at first, then not so quietly.

Eric continue reading …