Does anyone here remember the "Poor Farm"? It was a place where old people, too old to work their farms and with no one able to care for them, were sent to the Poor Farm. My grandparents took me there when I was a very small child when they visited family members, took them food, and clothing and treats. I can't remember any of the faces except my grandparents'. I remember grandma crying, and granddad trying to comfort her. Neither one drove and depended on others to take them to The Poor Farm that was very far away. I remember the long drives to and from, and the terrible stench of the building when we got there.It was a big brick building with at least two or more floors. I can't remember the faces of our family members who resided there.
I also remember a natural spring near the town and the lush growth of vegetation and bird population. There were lots of frogs there and interesting things to watch.
By the time my grandparents couldn't live alone anymore, there was a nice retirement home built in town by the farmers of the community who wanted a nice, clean place for the elders of Tekoa.
My mother died far too young, after a two month stay in the hospital. My father was 86, I think when he diied after living seven year with me. There were other options for him and we chose him moving in with me. I worked full time and as he got older, I had home aids to help with bathing him. However there were options.
With the changes taking place in Social Security and the safety net that so many worked so hard to create, I wonder what my sons and daughter will do? It is virtually impossible to work full time, raise a family, plus save for college and retirement. They live very frugally, are careful with their affairs, yet will face some tough challenges.
One thing we have learned is to work hard, waste nothing, and find joy and pleasure in very simple things.