You don't hear from people in assisted living?
Last Valentines Day, a nearby assisted living center (55 miles from the house) had a Valentine's Dinner for the residents and their guests.
$20 for a ribeye steak meal that was miserably tough. A nephew of mine went, too.
But I had a good time, there even if they didn't have a place for me to put my hat.
While I was sitting there on one side of my oldest brother's wife, I mentioned something about the town I'm from. The woman on the other side turned to me and asked if I new a certain woman from the town. Of course I did -- we used to work together. She was there both times a dog fell through my office ceiling! It turned out that the woman I didn't know was her aunt. Several of us had quite a good time talking. After the meal, her sister and another niece arrived. So I took a picture of them and sent it to the woman I worked with who was away on a short weekend trip and she replied "You've met my whole family".
I haven't actually met her whole family, though. She has a quite famous brother (some of you would probably recognize his name and some of his accomplishments so I won't mention it) who lives a thousand miles away and I have never met him.
We had a good time at the assisted living center that day even if their riibeye steak was badly overcooked.
I went to my brother's wife's birthday party there in June, too, and have been back several times since then. For example, on Thanksgiving, I went over and picked her up and took her to Thanksgiving Dinner about 75 miles away. I also took her to Christmas Dinner and then we went to a nursing home in another town to visit another woman who was good friends with my brother's wife and used to accompany us to our Thanksgiving and Christmas Dinners.
Never hear from them? I hear from them quite often.