My Cousin, Stacy

By Lori Stanton, Alzheimer’s Association Regional Manager Growing up, there were four of us. It never mattered that we didn’t all have the same Mom and Dad; as cousins, we were blood, and that was all we needed. In the earliest years, we didn’t even realize that one of us was a little different than the other three—aside from the obvious, one boy and three … Continue reading My Cousin, Stacy