My mother-or "Myrt" as she prefers to be called-entered Sunset Manor nursing home in Waverly, Kansas at 100 years old. When asked what she was most proud of in the initial "conversation circle," Myrt claimed, "I once killed a farmer with a pitchfork " Of course the tale was a complete fabrication . . . but it shut down any further "interrogation " Outrageous bits like this have kept the staff of Sunset Manor laughing and on their toes. Several of these devoted professionals have told me, "You ought to write a book " So I did. These stories were initially intended to capture mom's unabashed personality and to acquaint the staff of with their new resident. As dementia has robbed mom of her memory, I wanted to share both the humor of the stories and the challenges of the illness with a wider audience and to raise funds for Sunset Manor, which has been instrumental in Myrt's well-being and longevity. As the staff discovers daily, Myrt still is a unique character at the age of 107