When my Dad was going downhill fast due to Parkinson's, the time came when the driving had to stop. Now, my Dad drove truck for over thirty years and could drive anything with wheels - I just sat down with him and explained the situation. Ultimately he understood, though I knew he saw it as an indicator of his decline. I considered sneaking the guns out of the house, but figured I owed him the dignity of being told what I was doing and why.
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