In May of 2002 he was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease. In 2005 he came to live with us. At first it was just a while to recover after a hospitalization but then it became apparent that he would need to stay with us in Massachusetts. It turned out to be almost five years. Of course it was our z'chus to have him here.
We were so touched when Menachem Shagalov, who used to enjoy learning with my father, came to visit all the way from NY. He came once with his daughter and another time with his son. I know that these visits meant so much to my father.
For many years Menachem Shagalov used to send a beautiful Esrog to my father before Sukkos as well as Shmurah Matzah before Pesach. He started doing this years before my father came to live with us, and continued right through my father's last Sukkos.