She’d called the nursing staff for daily updates, and they said her husband seemed quiet, and he was losing his appetite. “There’s a dip coming up here,” Marlene told her daughter, as the road climbed over a frozen creek. There were photos on the wall of his friends, his grandchildren, and his great-grandchildren, many of whom lived near Broken Bow and were too far away from Cozad to make regular visits. Lately, one strategy involved making trips to the shuttered nursing home in Broken Bow to salvage whatever supplies were left inside. She drove out of Broken Bow and past the feedlots on the edge of town.

Source: Washington Post December 21, 2019 23:48 UTC