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Jack and Kitty
These two have been married for 62 years. I went for a visit yesterday afternoon.
Jack is my hero. He travels to see Kitty who's permanently in a nursing home since she had a series of strokes last year. He's 89 (she's 92) and although he has macular degeneration that has dramatically reduced his sight, he gets the bus every day, to and from the home. Usually he's there from early afternoon and leaves at around 8pm. He looks after himself at his flat, once shared by the family, alone. He has great support from his son and daughter but remains fiercely independent. Yesterday he was telling me about hemming some trousers. I said 'why don't you take them to the dry cleaners, they'll do it...' He replied 'they'll charge me for it. I can do them myself.'
You can see him holding his recently acquired digital camera here. He was going through the different settings and showing me the pictures he's taken of Kitty. She doesn't say much now. She tends to mouth what she wants to say, or whisper even though occasionally the old 'Kitty voice' emerges. She has very soft skin and as we have from the first time we met, we spend most of our time together holding and stroking each other's hands.
'We now know that stars and galaxies are born, live out their natural span, and die. What applies to the vast realities of the universe applies equally to the miniature realms of our bodies. From a purely physical perspective, our bodies are composed of the same materials and chemical compounds as the distant galaxies. In this sense we are quite literally children of the stars.' Daisaku Ikeda
In past times: www.flickr.com/photos/virgorama/2133150564/in/set-7215759...
Jack and Kitty
These two have been married for 62 years. I went for a visit yesterday afternoon.
Jack is my hero. He travels to see Kitty who's permanently in a nursing home since she had a series of strokes last year. He's 89 (she's 92) and although he has macular degeneration that has dramatically reduced his sight, he gets the bus every day, to and from the home. Usually he's there from early afternoon and leaves at around 8pm. He looks after himself at his flat, once shared by the family, alone. He has great support from his son and daughter but remains fiercely independent. Yesterday he was telling me about hemming some trousers. I said 'why don't you take them to the dry cleaners, they'll do it...' He replied 'they'll charge me for it. I can do them myself.'
You can see him holding his recently acquired digital camera here. He was going through the different settings and showing me the pictures he's taken of Kitty. She doesn't say much now. She tends to mouth what she wants to say, or whisper even though occasionally the old 'Kitty voice' emerges. She has very soft skin and as we have from the first time we met, we spend most of our time together holding and stroking each other's hands.
'We now know that stars and galaxies are born, live out their natural span, and die. What applies to the vast realities of the universe applies equally to the miniature realms of our bodies. From a purely physical perspective, our bodies are composed of the same materials and chemical compounds as the distant galaxies. In this sense we are quite literally children of the stars.' Daisaku Ikeda
In past times: www.flickr.com/photos/virgorama/2133150564/in/set-7215759...