George was a pirate…
Well, more like he used to be a pirate.
George was always forgetting things.
But it became much worse over the years.
He’d just stand there, confused.
Right there in the middle of battle, in his underwear.
“Oh, right,” he’d say. “Yes.” And just stand there.
“Early onset dementia” is what the doctors said.
His shipmates came to visit him in the home.
“I’m Rummy Bill, remember?” said Rummy Bill, offering a swig from his jug of rum.
He didn’t remember.
Now, they say George was a great pirate.
Love makes people forget the bad times.