Hi kid! You’ve been gone so long. Missed ya❣️My husband and I owned and ran a Pharmacy for 38 years. During that time I delivered meds to two nursing homes here in town, and I seen first hand how much lifting and physical labor goes into that job, an incredible amount. I call them angles of mercy. You have to be a very special person to work in a nursing home, not just anybody can do it. They have to do the most nastiest things imaginable. I think their amazing. I have a very close friend that has worked at a nursing home for thirteen years, she is so kind and sweet to those nursing home people, their her babies she says. I didn’t go to college, but I put Rick though college working at a factory. Loved it, I ran a 31 foot vertical band saw cutting giant blocks of foam rubber for couches, mattresses, chairs, all kinds of things. You could run it like a jigsaw saw. I got the job when I was eighteen, they hadn’t hired any woman at that time, and know women had ever run a band saw before. Luckily they had seniority privileges and if you could handle the heavy lifting you could bid on the job. When I moved away six years later the five women that they hired were still working there. Three of us were Debs, anyway we all ran saws. Minimum wage at that time was $2.10 an hour, at the factory I was making $5.35 an hour. So I was making the big bucks doing a “mans” job. Ha! A new law passed that they had to hire at least five woman. The guys that worked their hated our guts when we first worked there, but after awhile we got the respect, we were all very hard workers. I thought I’d tell you these to things. Fun to remember. Good luck friend, I couldn’t think of a comic so I decided to pass this week. Bye❤️