There is absolutely nothing in the world like...

the look on the old people's faces, in the Nursing home when they see the Easter Bunny. I was the Easter Bunny. I was in the suit and sweating like a pig. I don't know how I got over my claustrophobia for that. But I prayed and put that thing on my head and when I looked out at the faces and they turned and looked at me, the expressions were priceless. Nobody looked at me like that when I took the suit off and came back in as myself.
Next time I am putting the camera in the face of the suit. There were elderly who had tubes and whatnots and their faces were drawn and sick and then, in came the Easter Bunny. What an amazing change of expression, he drew out of them. They went immediately to the delighted face.
Drinking in the comforts of God in the elderly era is our job to create for them. The Easter Bunny is one way. Comforting voices and messages is another way. I am on the Helping Hands committee at work, so it was part of my job to do this as an arm of Allstate, the helping hands people. I was grateful for the privilege. I will have pictures later on today, I hope.


The presentation went well for my little T square. He and the rest of those hooligans are such a pain, when they have to present anything in front of the class. They get so uptight and cross and I am the one to catch it every time trying to help them. I said, son, how did it go? Good, he said. That was all. He is a man of few words.