Saturday morning, I sat by my window and worked on the 400 Towers' News.
A siren pierced the air. I looked out to see an ambulance leaving our parking lot.
What I didn't know until today is that they were here for my neighbor, Maxine.
She lived on my floor. One would think I would hear the commotion of the EMTs as they went about their business. I didn't.
So, it came as a shock to learn that Maxine passed away today. They rushed her to Buffalo, but this trip would be her last.
Maxine had a green thumb, and a heart of gold. She loved jewelry, gardening,
and (I learned this summer) grilled cheese sandwiches.
When I started the newsletter, I never thought about writing about those we lose in our community. It isn't easy.
Sometime tomorrow, I'll put down my thoughts. In Maxine's case, they will all be happy thoughts. I can think of her, free of the wheelchair, reunited with friends and family - dancing and offering them juicy tomatoes from her garden.
She was quite a lady and will be missed.
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