"In November 1995, my son Sasha and I flew to
Fort Lauderdale, Florida to pick up my father, Hy, who has Alzheimer's
disease. We took him on a slow, back road journey up to New
York
City, where he was born. Although I could articulate the purpose
of the trip before it began, the depth of the experience and
its real meaning became clearer to me as the trip unfolded. This
was
to be an odyssey. Three men, three generations of the Meyerowitz
family--my father, a retired salesman, myself, a photographer
and filmmaker and my son, also a filmmaker, each of us exactly
30 years
apart--would travel together from Florida to New York City--to
the Bronx actually--where my father had lived most of his life
and where I was born. Our quest was to see if along the way
the adventures and experiences we would have could stimulate
his now
rapidly failing memory." – Joel Meyerowitz
(1999)