The first time I interviewed someone with Alzheimer’s I knew that I had done my best, but was still afraid I hadn’t done a good job. After three hours of interviewing, the storyteller had launched into the same stories repeatedly, and I couldn’t help but feel that I’d allowed time to waste. I treated the woman with dignity, and transitioned her out of stories she’d already told into new subjects as politely as possible. But after the interview had concluded, the storyteller’s daughter (who’d been listening in the next room) was elated by how much her mother had opened up during the StoryKeeping process. I wasn’t afraid anymore. I’d gotten her mother to speak in depth and with more energy than she recognized.