Ninety-five year old, Aunt Kathryn, was in St. Joseph’s Hospital, recovering from a hip operation. She was in extreme pain and a little confused and disorientated from all the medication, when my wife, Fry, and I walked into her room. Lynn, her niece, told us she wasn’t feeling to good, and it would probably be better if we kept our visit short.
After Fry had talked to her for a little while, Aunt Kathryn asked me, “Would your wife be upset if you gave me a hug?”
“No, Aunt Kathyrn, I’d be glad to give you a hug,” which I was more than happy to do.
After leaving the hospital, I said to my wife, “It isn’t everyday a ninety-five year old lady asks me for a hug.”
“Yeah,” Fry replied, “You’ve still got it honey!”
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