All too soon it was time to leave. As the children got ready the elderly longingly held each little hand, patted a curly head, straightened a coat collar, tied a wayward scarf, all as if these were their own grandchildren going out into the cold.
As the children made their way to the lobby door, the residents trailed behind, waving and asking them to return. One man’s words touched every heart – “now that you know where we are, don’t forget us.” These poignant words brought to mind the story told by His Grace Bishop Daniel of the Western Eparchy of the UOC of the USA about the patient lying in the hallway of a hospital, who grabbed his hand when he was passing and didn’t want to let go. These people are desperate for a human touch.