I'm not an elite athlete. I'm just a guy on the precipice of middle age who enjoys running, biking, soccer, and tennis. If I can push myself to my physical limit a couple of times a week and still have the energy to crawl around with my daughter, then I'm satisfied.
In July 2000, as the World Alzheimer Congress convened in Washington, D.C., there was a moment-a dawning sense that scientists could be on the verge of stemming the epidemic, Time magazine put it-when a treatment for the disease seemed imminent. Science was pouring minds and dollars into solving this devastating problem that creates total neurological meltdown and can break apart and bankrupt families.