by Kay Heitsch
I looked up and saw Noah, a frail 93 year old resident, standing in the door way. I walked over to him and noticed he needed his hair combed. I got a comb out of the drawer. After slicking Noah's hair down with the wet comb I gave him a hug. While I was hugging him he said, "You're everything a man could want!"
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