Yesterday, Luci and I visited Carlene in her new apartment. We shared a lunch in the dining room and walked outside in the courtyard and sat by the fountain for as long as we could stand the heat.
I met one of her favorite nurses, Pennie. They share the same August 24th birthday, but 60 years apart.
"We're twins!" Pennie said.
Like all the staff-members I've met (director, food servers, nurses, chaplain, servers of meals) Pennie treats the residents with so much respect and affection.
At lunch, I enjoyed meeting some of th 31 residents in ASU--"All Seniors University," to use Carlene's college analogy. Roberta, who's been there the longest, three years, knows everyone and can tell stories about all of them. The man I sat beside is a champion ping pong player and former golfer. Ray, the second oldest person there (Carlene beating him by a year) is a retired Louisiana history professor.
The woman at the end of the table, was living in a mountain town and her husband "up and died" so she decided to move to a senior community. Another is blind with glaucoma, but Carlene tells me she has a wicked sense of humor.
"Who misses cooking?" I ask everyone at the table.
"Not me!" they answer in unison. "Or grocery shopping!" another answers.
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