My Passage of Time

I’m four-years-old. Now I’m graduating from high school. I just earned my PhD. I’m a dean at Delaware Technical Institute of Technology. I meet my wife. She has two of my children. They’re in middle school. They just graduated from college. I am retiring from my role as dean. My wife dies. I’m beginning to show signs of Alzheimer’s disease. What was I trying to say? I know it had to do something with my grandchildren. I can’t recall their names. I’m at a home for the invalids…I think. That’s what they told me, anyway. I’m dying. Death comes. Dead.