My name is Anne and I was a candy striper at the hospital. The uniform I wore had pink stripes on white. I wore white shoes and a nurse's cap. You had to be at least 16 years of age with the plans of going to nursing school. I volunteered to bring blankets, magazines, or fill the patient's water pitchers. I would talk with those patients who wanted to talk to me. Sometimes if a patient needed a nurse I would help them push the nurse's button on the bed. When emergencies occurred I knew when to leave the room and wait outside until I got the okay to go back in the room.
It was a couple of months being at the hospital that I met a patient named Dave. He had knee surgery and was receiving physical therapy. We had great discussions about world events. Dave was very smart and was open-minded to learn new things. He was very respectful and thoughtful. He told me he is a Highway Superintendent in his township.
Dave’s wife Ruth came every day to be with him. She was rough around the edges. She was a farm lady. She took care of the horses, cows, chickens, and pigs. She also said she takes care of their two-story home. Both Dave and Ruth are in their sixties.
Anne spent time talking with Dave. The more they talked Anne learned a lot about Dave. She loved him. He is handsome and muscular. He is 6’2” tall. He has gray hair and a little bald spot. His eyes are blue. He is in great physical condition. As they talked one day, Anne whispered, “I love you,