Abstract
You know those really old people who volunteer at the hospital? Well, that now describes my husband and me. My husband drives a golf cart in the parking lots, carrying the visitors and patients to and fro. I sit at the front desk of one of the two medical office buildings that sit on the hospital campus. I smile, say hi, and answer simple questions. I’m not unlike the greeters at the big‐box stores, except I wear a red vest rather than a blue one.
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