It was Saturday morning and Charlie was coming to take her shopping. They’d spend the whole day together, have lunch and maybe go to see a movie. It would be a girlfriends’ outing. Hanging out, was what the young people called it. Ernestine didn’t think she’d ever be modern again. Things have changed too much. She knew Charlie worried about her and to be honest, she sometimes worried about herself. Her short-term memory was sketchy. Some days she had no trouble recalling the names of the other residents of the building, and other days she needed a reminder. But, the memories of her distant past were like treasured friends. Her doctor had suggested she attend the oral history workshop at the downtown YMCA and it was wonderful to listen to the recollections of Detroit’s more prosperous days, from those who lived them. Her own accounts of teaching in the public schools on Detroit’s east side elicited gales of laughter and gasps of shock from the diverse group of seniors in the room.
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