My mother in law "recognized" total strangers as people she knew from her
youth in Estonia.  Go figure.   Just another manifestation of this
devastating illness.

My MIL currently is getting stuck on the idea that she has to go pick her
husband up from a town that is about a 12 hour drive from where she is now
(but used to be practically next door).  The facility she is at will call my
hubby and he can tell her to pick Dad up in the morning and she'll settle
down.

The other night we were out and one of the caregivers couldn't reach us, so
she had a friend say he was her husband and to pick him up in the morning
and she was okay with it.  Here's the funny thing -- my FIL was a small man
with a small quiet voice.  The caregiver's friend is a big guy that sounds
like Barry White, a beautiful deep baritone.  But to my MIL, she had talked
to her husband.

and I'm _not_ telling her she's wrong.  (grin)

Karen