August 3, 2016
One of my dementia clients is very, very sad. Alice is 100 years old. She’s not quite five feet tall, and has always been a very active, energetic person. Over the years I’ve been visiting with her, she’s told me repeatedly that she weighed just 2 ½ pounds when she was born, surviving against all odds. She went to work immediately after graduating from high school, and moved from the small town where she was born to the “big city” of Austin as soon as she could. She worked for 26 years at the same bank, holding a variety of jobs, from teller to head of the safe deposit department. Her description of trying to control the gigantic vault door, especially given her diminutive stature, is both vivid and delightfully amusing.