Tues 17 July 2007

I went to town Sunday to take Grandma out for a drive, thinking we'd go for an ice cream. When I arrived she'd already had cake and ice cream, served up at an afternoon birthday gathering in the dining room. I suggested we go for a drive anyway, and she thought that would be all right. We invited her friend and neighbour, Pearl, to come along, and cruised around town looking at the houses and flowers for about 45 minutes. Grandma is 90 and Pearl is 91, and they both lived in my home town, Margo, for most if not all of their lives. They're both getting forgetful. When we'd seen every house and street in Wadena twice, I drove back to the lodge, to the same spot where the van had been parked when we left. Before they got out, this is what they said to me:

Pearl: "What do we owe you?"

Grandma: "Where are we? I don't have to get out here. I need a ride home."

I just smiled and shook my head.

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