Driving through the gates of St. Vincent’s is like coming home to family. Familiar faces and arms and hugs. Smiles and cheers. Old friends connecting again. Tears of recognition. A welcome sign greets us.
November is blessedly cool this year, only 85 degrees.
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| Sonya hugs Auguste and he stands up out of his wheelchair. A rare occurrence. |
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| John hugs Diana. Dachnika standing next to John. |
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| Repair of the light socket in the music room now a temporary pharmacy. |
Blue sparks flying shortly after this photo was taken. I couldn’t bear to watch. Mercifully no electrocution injuries.
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| Chris helps Brittany set up the pharmacy. |
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| Claire helps a child with the art project. |
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| Chrisnel is blind. He is working on an art project. |
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| End of the day. Brittany counting meds in the pharmacy. |
