Juanita Werst

Juanita was a friend of my mother's during their days at Presbyterian Manor. I could tell she was a very kind person by the way she treated my mother, who sat at the dining table at Juanita's right side. When Mom came in to sit down, Juanita was often already seated. She would reach out her hand to my Mother, who would also reach out her hand on the table. Juanita would gently pat Mom's hand, like a sign of friendship and comfort. The two would also often smile at each other. Juanita...