Looking Up to the Locked Up

Today, we visited a local nursing home.

We all brought baked goods for the staff and made festive cards for the residents. After placing these things on the front bench to be picked up, we started to walk. Window to window, stopping at the blue masking tape X’s (residents who welcomed visitors).

As the brisk fall air swirled, my son and daughter, along with the other kids from our group, would wave and blow kisses, playing patty-cake with the elderly through the glass. Smiles and a thumbs-up are about as cheery you can get while trying to communicate without any sound.

Passing under bird feede...