I sang in my school’s choir and one winter, we went to the near-by mental health institution to sing Christmas Carols. I was excited to go and do this, but I was scared as all get out. I don’t know what I thought would happen, but nothing did.
It so happened that we lived on a farm that adjoined the mental health institute. We rode the bus home and once when I got off the bus, there was a woman walking. I thought her car broke down, so I invited her into the house to use the phone. My parents, who had both worked at the institute, recognized right off where she belonged. Mom kept her busy while Dad phoned them to tell of her 'walk off'. COL
