When the old keeper forgot one latch, the 400-pound silverback reached through the steel

mark that the cleaning crew avoided wiping until afternoon.

By spring, Tom was at Harborview Memory Care.

The facility sat on a quiet road outside town, with rosebushes along the walkway and a lobby decorated in cheerful colors that made everyone whisper. Linda hated it. Then she came to need it. Both things were true, and neither canceled the other.continue reading …