Yearbooks

I have actually visited twice since my last post...not enough, but there you go. This was a picture I took with my phone on the first of those visits.

This was a re-adjustment of her position. When I first came in to the room she was slumped over the chair to her right with her hands both down on the floor under the window and her head not far from the same. I thought she had passed out or was dead or something.

As it turned out, she was fine. And she wasn't down there by accident. Her yearbooks (she taught at Coventry High School in Coventry, RI for almost 40 years) were for some strange reason stacked down there...behind the shelves on the floor under the window. They were very neatly placed and she was leaning over there looking at them.

I suggested that maybe looking at them on her lap would be a bit more comfortable but she didn't seem inclined to budge. Convinced that if she stayed that way much longer they could display her in a circus, I pulled her up and got her to the position you see above. For the rest of the day she listed right.

Other than that, the visit was uneventful. I gave her the news--told her I'd signed a contract for my third book. She fiddled with the yearbook pages. I prayed with her before leaving, but she showed no sign of recognizing the act.