“That’s my boyfriend!” she tells us as the grey-haired man pushes himself slowly backward. Using his feet. The wheelchair moved more easily that way.

“I think the world of her,” he says being careful not to move too quickly lest he jar his neck brace. (She calls it a “halo.”) His age amplifying his injuries

Her face, at age 91, beams as he says this. And she suddenly looks exactly as I imagine she did at age 18 Kind words will do that Those kind in particular Especially in this place