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I met Stella because she was a tennis player at North Shore Park where I ran a tennis program for kids, as a volunteer for the city. She played during the day and every weekend. Her husband gave piano lessons at a friend's house where they kept their giant sized (for their apartment) Steinway Grand Piano.
Whenever there was a Park dispute Stella would represent the players at the park and appear at commission meetings and argue their cause.
She had flaming red hair, was not bashful and made quite a figure at the meetings. So we became friends.
Time marched on and they arranged to live in an home for seniors. She told me about it. They had to assign all of their money to the home so that they would be in a category with the state that paid a higher fee to the home.
Her husband's health had been deteriorating for several years, but they got a comfortable double room and there was a clinic on the premises. In the early years at the home she was totally engaged with taking care of her husband. Then on a Friday night he appeared to be in distress and to need a Doctors attention. But the doctors at the clinic were off for the weekend and therefore not on the premises.
Stella didn't hesitate, she called 911. The ambulance came and took him to an area hospital Stella went with him.
Officials at the clinic were not pleased at what Stella had done and were very rough on Stella after he returned to the clinic from the hospital. They made it difficult for her when she visited him and would not let her stay with him for long periods of time. He passed away and what was happening now was about a year later. She had called me and asked me if I would come to a hearing to upgrade her health condition so that they could transfer her to a recently built new ALF facility. She didn't want to leave her apartment. Everyone in the complex knew her and she was available for anything they wanted or needed help with. Everyone in her complex was very upset.
The meeting room was a normal sized room. It had a large table with chairs to seat ten. Four on each side of the table and one at each end. Stella sat alone on one side and there were three representatives from the facility on the other side.
I went over to Stella and hugged and kissed her and sat in the chair beside her and took her hand. I the head of the facility sitting in a chair on the opposite side because I have appeared with him at fund raisers.
|Modern day Stella (diva.)|