The nurse came in, in about twenty minutes, to talk to us.  She shook both our hands and we sat down.

     “I’m Holly Metcalf.”

     “I’m Clementine Calvin and this is Jody Henshaw.”

     Holly Metcalf looked like she’d been there since the sixties.  She had gray hair, and some wrinkles, but also had a smile that could light up a hospital room and make any day better.

     “I understand you wanted to know about me being here in the 1960’s.”

     “1962, to be exact,” Jody told her.

     “Yes.  I was here.  Practically out of nursing school.  This was the first place I w...

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