Sometimes It is Over

I have never liked hospitals or nursing homes. Even saying so makes my superstitious side stand at alert. If I want the Red Sox to win when they are not, I go to my local post office where I know a Yankee fan works, and I yell out to him, “Go Yankees!” He smiles.

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Ombudsman Day

Last year I trained as an ombudsman volunteer.  Problem was I was still going to school and weekly ombudsmaning was hard to do. Assuming that I passed my last course, school is over, and I am out of excuses except for weather. Once a week I have set aside an hour as ombudsman day.

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