A Walk Down the Hall

 Our church charity used to have a room in the church offices.  We were evicted during a remodel and a generous local businessman donated the use of an office in his building which includes free utilities and use of his Wifi.  Our only expense is our telephone. 

The large two story building was a former hospital from the early 1900's through the 1950's. Now it is full of small businesses, offices, a beauty salon, some service organizations and the owner's tax and investment practice. There are some doors with no signs where people do medical billing for a local radiology office and there are two offices rented by private individuals who want peace and quiet to write a book.  The basement is a serious gym for serious workouts. 

I will share a personal story about the hospital at the end. 

Anyway, here are the offices I pass on the way to our church office. Do you spot any trends?

Now my hospital story.  My grandmother was orphaned as a young girl and came here to live with her grandparents. She went to nursing school in Cleveland and came back to work at the hospital. Family legend says there were dorm rooms for the nurses. My grandfather's dad was an alcoholic and left his family. He left school in 8th grade to support his mother and two sisters as an apprentice to a local jeweler. In 1922 he experienced an appendix attack.  Here is the story from the newspaper. 

And here is a picture I found when I cleared their house after my grandmother died at age 92. 

Those rascals!