My grandfather had a dread of nursing homes. He’d seen too many people he knew who had to go into one…especially his sister Allie.
Allie was my great-aunt. I’m not sure how it started, but once to make her laugh I stuck out my tongue and blew “raspberries” at her. She got such a kick out of it that I did it every time I saw her or talked to her on the phone. She actually would be disappointed if I didn’t blow “raspberries” at her.
Aunt Allie developed dementia and had to be put in a nursing home. For a while she still laughed when I blew “raspberries”. But after a while even that didn’t make her laugh anymore.
My grandfather saw all of that, and he began to say to us, “Don’t ever put me in a nursing home!” And we never wanted to.Read More »