my baby brother died in October, he was 59, and had been crippled by a stroke for 14 yrs. he refused to go to the hospital, both times. i think he's happy to be free of the shackles that bound his life to limping and not talking. i still talk to him, he'll never be gone, for me. but it is disconcerting to see him in the market,,, ooops, someone his shape and size....

my heart goes out to you.