For eight years Ken Gamb and I worked together in Davenport, IA. Beginning as colleagues we ended as best friends. Every year, with the exception of 2020, since I retired in 2007 I've travelled to visit Ken, and his wife Barbara, in Iowa. The last visit was over Labor Day weekend.
Over the past year they moved from their lovely town house, where I stayed often. In May they moved into an OFH in Iowa City, the community in which they'd been living. Ken called this evening to say Barbara, walking outside, had fallen and broken her hip and arm. Following surgery she's now in a rehab facility. It was when she broke her knee a couple of years ago they made the decision to move to an OFH.
Ken said when he'd leave her now, first in the hospital and later in rehab, that it was comforting to return to the community they have in the OFH. Had they not made the move he'd be returning alone to a town house. They've found a warm, supporting community in the OFH, for which he is now, doubly grateful.
Takk for alt,
Al
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