Today when I went over, I wasn't exactly sure what to do. I arrived at the retirment center and went into the Carlisle Nursing Center, where I usually go. I didn't know quite how I would be recieved because it wasn't my normal time to go over, but the director smiled at me and just asked me to sit with one of the male residents. In all honesty, this is the one person in the center with whom I could talk for hours. This man faught in WWII, and I would love to talk to him about it. I can't talk with him easily because there are times when he is very difficult to understand. Today, I just sat with him, making small talk, when he reached out and just grabbed my hand. It was a simple gesture that people have done before, but I could almost interpret the move. He enjoyed me sitting with him, listening to him, talking with him. It melted my heart.
The music afterward went well. We didn't sing as well as we are capable, but I believe that it was enjoyed by the residents. Dr. Jeffreys asked us to mingle and visit with the residents after we were finished, and I believe they appreciated that as well.
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The veteran is also a friend of mine. I am glad he took your hand. He needs friends.
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