My father passed away on Monday after a rapid onset of PSP. His diagnosis was never certain, but his decline since May 2014 has been as cruel as it was rapid. Despite the terrible affects of the disease, Dad stayed mainly cheerful, never lost his sense of humour, remained calm in the face of increasing loss of dignity & continued to touch people with his generosity of spirit even as his ability to show facial reaction & to speak failed. To the end he was a strong and stubborn man; he decided last week to stop eating & drinking. He died peacefully, surrounded by love, 5 days later. Although I feel relief he is no longer suffering, I miss him enormously.