The older of the two (89 to 86), who is also the sharper of the two (mild forgetfulness to severe forgetfulness!), listened attentively and when they got to the front door was heard to say to the anxious nurse, "Now we'll be fine, we'll be ok." And gesturing toward her companion, "Don't worry, I'll take care of her."
After 70 years of monastic community life I'd say "they got it"!
|The two-toned dogwood in front of the original convent on East 9th St. is in its annual 2-week flowering. Just beautiful.|