I attribute to my grandmother my commitment to provide support and comfort to the ageing. Opal Kiefer died in October, 1991 at the age of 94. Her health was good until a fall 5 months before her death. After that fall her daughter moved her into a care facility without telling her that she would never go home again. The fear and anxiety of not knowing and of being alone caused an immediate decline in her mental and physical health. My sister and I could not gain legal authority to remove her from that home to care for her. She died alone in the early morning hours, lying on a sofa in a dining room. I will never forget the feeling of being powerless to intervene and care for her. It is for Opal Kiefer that I work today to help the aging who find themselves in need of comfort, care and support. I love you, Grandmother, and I thank you for all that you did for me as your granddaughter.