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Beautiful life. This be also known as. What's your nickname here? Juney Bug. Juney Bug. That's been her nickname her whole life. Her name is June. She's Aunt Junie, Grandma June, June Bug or June Bug. Look at the camera there. That's what most of the nurses are. Hi, Anila. Hello. I saw your live last night. Leading with love. And your little cute little pippin next to you. Okay. So what were you saying, Mom? Most of the nurses call me Juniebug. Yes. And a couple of the nurses write poems to Mom.

Silly poems. Not very. Not very deep. No, they're not. After all, the nurses and the aides are very busy here at the nursing home, and they're going from room to room, and I have half a notion they love coming in to see you. They all. They tell me that sometimes, but I don't know. I think they don't write poetry for all their residents, is what I'm thinking. No, mom has a couple of cards she has yet to open from dear friends. They're probably happy Halloween cards. And we will open those after this broadcast.

Mom, throughout my career as a radio girl, was quite a supporter you as much as you could. You tuned in to my broadcast even though I was in Denver and you're here in Pennsylvania. We are coming to you today live, Junebug and me, from Youngsville, Pennsylvania, which is about an hour and 20 minutes south and west of my home on the lake in Erie, Pennsylvania. One of the things we do. Tell the friends here what we do when we talk on the phone. Yeah, every night. Every night we talk on the phone to just keep a connection going, which is wonderful.

And I get a rundown of what she's been busy doing. And then she has poems that she reads, poems that she's written. And we go through those poems and such a joyful time. So then we pray together and we say good night, and we pray together and we say good night. Yes, that's true. Can y'all give me some hearts? Give me a heart. If you're a caregiver, which I think is 100% of us, in some capacity, you're extending care and comfort and advocacy and love to someone looking for those hearts, y'all. Hello?

Bailout. And I saw Anila on here. I'm so glad you've joined. Do keep in mind that you can always catch me or any of our Cadre speakers on the replay. So what's your favorite poem lately, Mom? Little Orphan Annie. Little Orphan Annie by James Wickham Riley. And this Being Halloween, it seemed like a perfect day to feature mom and to read this particular poem about the goblins that'll get you if you don't watch out. You ready? I'm always ready to hear that poem. Little Orphan Annie's come to our house to stay and wash the cups and saucers up and brush the crumbs away, and chew the chickens off the porch and dust the hearth and sweep and make the fire and bake the bread and earn her board and keep.

And all us other children when the supper things is done, we set around the kitchen fire and has the most as fun a listening to the witch tales that Annie tells about. And the goblins that get you if you don't watch out. Once they was a little boy wouldn't say his prayers. So when he went to bed at night away upstairs his mammy heard him holler and his daddy heard him bawl. And when they turned the kivers down he wasn't there at all. And they seeked him in the rafter room and cubby hole and press they seeked him up the chimley flew and everywheres I guess, but all they ever found was this is Pantson Roundabout and the goblins will get you if you don't watch out.

And one time a little girl would always laugh and grin and make fun of everyone in all her blood and kin. And once when they was company and old folks was there, she mocked him and she shocked him and she said she didn't care. And just as she kicked her heels and turned to run and hide, they was two great big black things as standing by her side. And they snatched her through the ceiling, for she knowed what she's about. And the goblins will get you if you don't watch out. And little orphan Annie says, when the blaze is blue and the lamp wick sputters and the wind goes, and you hear the crickets quit and the moon is gray and the lightning bugs and dew is all squenched away.

You better mind your parents and your teachers fond and dear and cherish them that loves you and dry the orphan's tear and help the poor and needy ones that cluster's all about. Or the goblins will get you if you don't watch. Ouch. Oh, I love that poem. Mom, how old are you? 94. No, back it down a little bit, ladies. Two. Yeah, mom's 92. Isn't she something? So we have time. I take about 15 minutes usually on my lives on Thursdays caregiver day. And there's Another poem you like? Out in the Fields of God.

Yes. Elizabeth Barrett Browning. The Little cares which fretted me. I lost them yesterday among the fields above the sea, among the winds at play among the lowing of the herds, the rustling of the trees. Among the singing of the birds, the humming of the bees, the foolish fear of what might happen. I cast them all away among the clover scented grass among the husking of the corn where drowsy poppies nod where ill thoughts die and good are born out in the fields with God. How'd I get over here? We pushed you from the dining room here.

That's right. In the same building, mom has a room with a view of the autumn trees. Which mostly are stripped of their leaves now because we've had lots of wind and it's on the cusp of November and the weather will turn. I don't know about Minnesota and some of the places where you're tuning in from, but it's still warm here. I am wearing a sweater, which is appropriate for autumn. But today is going to be 75 degrees. But I'm ready to wear fall, y'all. So that's what I did. Mom's got her sweater on and we're enjoying the season.

Definitely, we're enjoying our visit. And we're so pleased and delighted we could share it with you. And we could share two of our favorite poems with you. I'm so happy to have her here with me. She means an awful lot to me. More than she knows. I can't even begin to tell her. You know, this is caregiver day and sometimes it's reverse. Because, mom, you care for me, too. By loving me. By giving me good affirmations. Doing crosswords with me. Oh, that's important. Listening to my poetry. Encouraging my different projects that I'm involved in.

So caregiving goes both ways. If you could pop in a heart if you're a caregiver A caregiver in any capacity. Caregiving takes on many forms. And it's beautiful. I think we're going to wrap up. Have we said everything we wanted to say? I think that covers everything. There's a little trick and treat party coming up later today. Chicken. Treat. Trick. Trick or treat. There might be chicken. Who knows? Never know. Trick or treat. And I think they're having some kind of Halloween themed bingo. Many of the staff and nurses are dressed up today, so that's kind of fun.

We didn't dress up. We just came as ourselves. I don't have much to dress up in, thank you. Cadre. It's been a pleasure to spend this slice of time with you. Thank you, Cadre, for having Kathy. It's part of your program. And we'll see you next week. That's it.