Today, I celebrate the life of Albert C. Cizauskas.
Born this day in 1920, now deceased, he was a diplomat for the United States, a writer, and an international economist.
He is my father.
Tonight, I will toast his memory with a Guinness, the last food he enjoyed on this earth.
- In the early 20th century, both my father's and my mother's families emigrated from Lithuania. But alone among his five siblings, he did not change his surname of Cizauskas. He proudly retained it, and I and my siblings are recipients of that name.
- Throughout his life, my father remained an appreciator of good books—the words in them and the binders that hold them. Today on his birthday, 1 March—or throughout the year—consider contributing to a library of your choice.
- At the end of his life, my father suffered from Parkinson's Disease.
- I've linked my home computer into a worldwide distributed computing effort—called Folding at Home—run by researchers at Stanford University to better understand protein folding errors, believed to be a cause of Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, and other neurodegenerative diseases. It's free to run. Please consider doing so on your computer.
- NARSAD is a private, not for profit public charity organized for the purpose of raising funds for scientific research into the causes, cures, treatments and preventions of disorders and disease of the brain—such as Autism, Alzheimer’s, Parkinsons, Schizophrenia, Depression, Bipolar Disorder—32 in total. Consider making a donation.