My darling husband Jim had won on Jeopardy, was full of facts on a NYC public radio program every week, and was the best unofficial tour guide of NYC, especially architectural wonders. A severe stroke in 2008 left him with hardly any ability to speak any more. He can barely write full words or sentences. He’s still the sane guy in there, sane sparkling wit, sane sense of humor… He just can’t get it out anymore. It’s heartbreaking.