I had an uncle with Alzheimers who took his own life also during one of his lucid periods.
My uncle was the most animated and greatest story teller of all time . The funeral director, a lifetime friend, really did get the final laugh over his buddy. Dressed him up in those old red longjohns, his hunting boots and hat and his favorite bear rifle.....That was exactly the way Uncle Boyd would want to have been remembered.
I'm with you, if I developed Alzheimers I wouldn't want to have to suffer with it, I'd rather go out my own way.
Heard from another friend that Ray had gone out in his BMW, got lost, and couldn’t find his way home - had to call Mary Anne to come and get him.
Suspect that was the final turning point......
God bless Ray - he’s in God’s presence now and the pain is gone.....may the Lord minister to his family....