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December 11, 2007

Home again, home again, jiggety-jig.

Now where was I? Oh, yes! Waiting for the Maytag man in September, in Montana. Since then I spent a great time with Eunice in Montana. My lovely sister is continuing to fail physically but she has such a great attitude. . . she was unfailingly appreciative of anything anyone did for her. She always said, about anything I cooked that it was especially good, except the dish I tried with lots of different mushrooms. Of course we know it wasn’t always good but she was so kind. The Hospice people are so caring and gentle with her.

I came home on the 18th of November, spent one day trying to decide what to take to Philly, and then on the 20th we left for Philly. Gary picked us up and we were delighted to find that most of the people were already there. Kay and Gary spent a lot of time cooking for us and we loved it. She didn’t let me help at all. Of course, she was so prepared and really didn’t need help. The food was delicious and we ate too much but loved every bite. Mmmm and I stayed on until December 4. It was great to wander around the neighborhood, eat at Honey’s diner as well as meeting some of the artists in the neighborhood. Kay and Gary’s neighbor, Rose, came to dinner on Saturday night. She is, I believe, 86 years old. Kay tries to keep her walk swept. Kay has taken her snow shovel away from her to keep her from going out on the icy sidewalk. Rose feels very proprietary about both Kay and Gary and calls them “my Kay” and “my Gary.” It is so cute. It was especially nice to meet some of Gary’s family and have dinner with Gary‘s mother in her lovely home.

The time we spent there was so nice. Both Kay and Gary work so hard and I am afraid we were there at a difficult time for them but they made us feel as though they were very happy to have us and wouldn‘t have changed a thing. We are so fortunate to have such caring kids.

I have been gone most of the time since the end of May. I loved everything I did while I was gone but I feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, saying, “There’s no place like home.” It is true.”

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