Today while we were playing poker at the Birch Street Nursing Home, there was a knock at the door. Mrs. Lieberman froze for a moment, and glanced at the other players, all of them wearing their new hats. But when I answered the door, it was a young man running for city council. He wanted to come in and talk to the patients about the issues that matter most to them. Mrs. Lieberman seemed relieved, and even invited him to sit at the poker table. Mrs. Henley asked the young man his position on cookies versus pastries, and Mrs. Kunkle asked if he would hire someone to mow the lawn and clean the litter from the Birch Street Cemetery across the street. Mrs. Lieberman asked him his position on crime, and when the man promised to clean up the area of all criminals, she stopped smiling and told him it was time for him to go.
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