To the Editor:
My family goes back a long time in the St. Charles area. My great-great grandparents are buried in a small cementery just west of Elburn on Route 38. My folks will both celebrate their 85th birthdays this year. They went to grammar school together at Lincoln school, as did my sister, two bothers and I.
The other day my mother and I were touring Delnor Glen in St. Charles, the hospital-turned-retirement community that my siblings and I were born in during the '50s. To our surprise, the elevator opened and with great joy my mother hugged and said hello to a former teacher of hers. Wow!
I took the opportunity to stop back myself and spend some time with the teacher, who told me about her life. What a great time I had. I will be back to hear more stories.
I think an old John Prine song says it all: "Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger/And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day/Old people just grow lonesome/Waiting for someone to say, 'Hello in there, hello' ... So if you're walking down the street sometime/And spot some hollow ancient eyes/Please don't just pass 'em by and stare/As if you didn't care, say, 'Hello in there, hello."
Turn off your TV and cellphones and stop by a retirement community today. Each individual has a history to share, just walk in and say hello in there, hello.