on, I fell out of bed and my little button brought them right away, right down to the nurses. You must wonder what I do all day. Well, you can eat your meals and go to your apartment for the rest of the day—that was not for me! A yellow sheet of activities was given to me. That was just what I needed. You can exercise every morning. There is a holy communion room and Jewish service every Friday and Saturday. You can play games—cards, words, scrabble all day long—and don’t forget BINGO. That’s hot! Later there are speeches, music programs, a book club, current events, birthday parties, ice cream socials, arts and crafts, trivia, foreign films, classic films, side trips, shopping trips, et cetera, et cetera. There are even provisions for visits to patch up or check up on what ever doctor you need to visit. P.S. I never had time to learn to play games, but I do try to do everything else. In fact, I have a favorite! It is a workshop in writing with a professor from Assumption College. Now, as I teeter on the edge of 100 years, words are just pouring out of me, because of one woman’s inspiration—Lucia. It took me all this time to learn that I can, if I will. There is so much here, or so little. Here you can do as you please. I can’t leave without saying anything about the environment. We are on a hill, like a magic mountain, leaving all our cares below. In nice weather you can walk along a burst of colored flowers. The tinkle of water from the fountain reminds me of one I remember. As the water overflows the brim it says: “My cup runneth over, and it still does!
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