A Family Tradition - a Column by Carlos Briceño

For more than two years, I have shared my family’s journey with Huntington’s, including learning about the disease, living through my wife and daughter testing gene-positive, and working to accept their diagnoses. This time, I want to share some advice from Jill, my wife: Let go of people who are…

A soundtrack has been playing in the back of my mind for weeks now, ever since I last saw my wife, Jill. Following are some of the songs that have been on my mental playlist: “So Far Away” by Dire Straits “So Far Away” by Carole King (different…

My wife, Jill, and I celebrated our wedding anniversary last month. We like to joke that we don’t keep track of the years because it seems like yesterday when we got married. Some years, as a gift, I like to write her something romantic or funny. This year, I decided…

“Parting is such sweet sorrow,” Shakespeare once wrote. And don’t I know it. Recently, the big news in my home is we’re moving to the East Coast, as my wife, Jill, and I want to move closer to our daughter, who lives in Boston, and other family…

Dear people working to find a cure for Huntington’s disease (HD), I imagine you all have various reasons for seeking a cure. Near the top of your list is probably a love for science and a challenge. Or, perhaps you view HD like George Huntington, whose medical observations of people…

My wife, Jill, and I recently bought a new car. While this might not seem related to the Huntington’s disease community, it actually is, because it involves decision-making, a big topic for families who deal with the disease. I’m thrilled about the new car, as well as another important development…

My wife, Jill, has diagnosed me with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). (Look! A squirrel!) For the record, she is not a doctor, though she wishes she could play one on television. All joking aside, Jill has this uncanny ability to identify people’s issues. I remember the first time…

In early May, cybercriminals known as DarkSide launched a devastating ransomware attack on Colonial Pipeline, one of the United States’ largest pipeline systems for refined oil products, which transports around 100 million gallons of fuel daily between Texas and New York. This attack reminded me of Huntington’s disease.

The school year recently ended, which may be good for students and teachers, but not for my wife, Jill. The last week of school is a lot like walking through a car wash for her. Because she is the school secretary, she still works a lot as everyone else winds…

My wife, Jill, and her phone are like Siamese twins — attached all the time. At least, that’s how it seems. Jill, who has Huntington’s disease (HD), stares into her phone for hours when we are at home, playing puzzle, tile, and problem-solving games such as Tile Master,…