Bess

Bess had a major stroke but she is a gamer. One side of her face is distorted but her eyes still dance with a sparkle that cheers you up every time you see her.

The other day, she was sitting alone in the hallway, when I happened by. She beckoned me to her side and I kneeled down on the floor so that I could be at the same height.

The doctors checked out my hearing for my commercial driving license and told me that my hearing was fine. I told them that they were lying. It seems to me I am having a harder and harder time of hearing people. Or at the very least, understanding what they are saying. I have taken to leaning in, turning my head and trying to hear. Is it possible to squint your ear?

Bess looked around and made sure that no one was nearby. "Did you hear about the boys that bought their ninety year old father a girl? You know, a call girl or whatever?" I had heard a joke that started out vaguely like this, but to be honest I had forgotten the punch line. "So this beautiful girl goes and knocks on his door and he answers it. ' Yes, young lady, what can I do for you?' and she says 'Your sons sent me over to offer you super sex'. And the ninety year old says 'Then, I'll take the soup.'

Bess laughed and she was so happy to tell the story and tell it right. I admitted that I had heard it, forgotten it and was glad she told me the joke. I did love it.

It should be The Official Joke' of New Pointe.

My boss told me the other day that Bess used to be a singer with big bands back in the day. I intend to get the story out of her if I have to waterboard her. I bet it will take about fifteen seconds of tickling.