Jim Pushman fought Alzheimer’s valiantly, for twenty years, so he could meet his grandkids and watch them grow up. He was a loving husband, father, brother, and to his adoring grandchildren, he was “Gramps.” He was a successful small businessman, avid traveler, fun-seeker, and lover of Dad jokes. He read the newspaper every day, he loved kids and was friendly to people from all walks of life. The specialness of Jim cannot be contained in a few words, but in summary: He was well-loved. We hope to honor him by contributing toward research for a cure.