I had a similar experience as Andy a few years ago here in NY. He had a few moments as Andy described but approached it with humour and experience of a life on stage, and the rather large crowd (by NY folk audience standards) were understanding…also as Andy described. He then shared the stage….alter? (Gig was in a large church on the Upper West Side) with co-headliner John Doyle, which was wonderful! Sad to realize it will be my last time seeing him.
Dementia is such a beast…my mum has it and is declining. The sad thing is the sense of what is still there…perhaps aching to get out, yet lost in the confusion. Sometimes mom will speak or sing little snatches of Irish, which she spoke as a child growing up in Donegal. We all grab our phones to record it when she does
