DEMENTIA ... HOW CAN IT BE A LOVE STORY? Because the other morning as we were getting ready for the day, Carol said, in the plaintive tones she sometimes uses in articulating this word, "Steve," uttered with a look on her face that indicated something was bothering her, or perhaps scaring her. As I was standing right next to her bed, I took her hand, and said, "I am right here, Steve is right here," and gave her hand...