I have to share something that I witnessed last weekend when I was in Montgomery, Alabama for work and I went to a local Indian Casino (Creek Casino Wetumpka) to while away a few hours on their really tight Class II slots. I want to share it, because it’s stuck in my mind and I’m still very curious as to what the real back story was. It was about 11:00 A.M. on a Saturday and as I got to the entrance to go in I saw a (very country looking) family of four adults loading an elderly (quite portly) lady in a wheelchair into a van via a hydraulic ramp. From all the care and trouble they were going to, I assumed she was their old Mom or at least a very close, loved relative. I know they were loading her because the ramp was going up – not that this matters. What got my attention was that the old dear seemed to have come straight out of a nursing home. Not only was she sporting the requisite oxygen canula and an IV drip complete with fluid bag hanging off a pole attached to the back of the chair, she was wearing nothing other than a standard hospital gown (hopefully with underwear on, but I couldn’t tell because she was in the wheelchair). Why on earth, I pondered trying unsuccessfully not to stare, would this lady’s – obviously – loving and caring family take someone so dear to them out to a very crowded, public place without going to the slightly additional bother of dressing her in at least a modicum of street clothes? I’ve been thinking about this touching little vignette ever since. Although I can never know, there is one scenario that I came up with that would make sense of what I saw: they had literally abducted her from the nursing home. Thus, having to make the quickest and least suspicion raising escape possible they had not had the time, nor was it a priority, to dress her. The family was fulfilling one last wish for their Mom who loved the slots and wanted to go the casino one last time. The nursing staff had declared her too sick for an outing but the family took her anyway, spiriting her out in the chair before anyone could notice she was gone –or at least this is what I want to think. Think of it that way and it was a wonderful, heart-warming thing to do. A touching gift from a loving family. Think of it any other way and it just starts to become too bizarre.