This old folks home, and I suppose Old Folks Homes everywhere, are a microcosm. A universe in miniature.
That feeble old fellow over there, with his walker, once kept the utilities going for a whole community. Ran the water works and the generating station.
That crabby old lady who dominates the laundry room, was responsible, with other Navy Waves for breaking the Japanese naval code in WWII and saved thousands of American lives and actually shortened the war.
The lady who hides the jam in the cupboard once supported her three kids and got them through school and college by driving three thousand miles a month selling outdoor advertising;
The deaf old codger in the wheel chair next door to me was Superintendent of Schools responsible for the education of thousands of children.
My card playing buddy was a contractor. Built most of the churches in several coastal counties
Tom Brokaw called us the Greatest Generation.
Yet, there is another generation coming along. Time magazine called them People of the Year. They have changed the world too, with internet, computer, and digital media. They are the You Tube and the My Space generation. Their Old folks homes are not built yet... but will be here.
And their kids will be...well, we know not what. Bless 'em, they will find their niche. Bless us all.