Skin Deep (My Mom’s Alzheimer’s)

Photo by Daria Shevtsova from Pexels

When my mom was a young woman, before and after I was born, she worked at a hotel on the beach in beautiful Ocho Rios, Jamaica. She was a Beach Bunny, a sort of cocktail waitress who served guests lounging on or around the beach. Her honey brown skin and brick house figure made her an icon in her own right. She used to tell me that her figure was so eye-catching that a Playboy magazine agent tried to sign her up for the magazine. I…