Stored neatly in boxes and ready for delivery, school supplies fill a corner of Tracey Jennings’ office. “Altogether, we have about 30 bookbags,” Jennings said. “We have a ton of
The smell of warm chocolate chip cookies coming out of the oven or lilacs blooming in mid-spring signifying summer is on its way. Scents can trigger a flood of memories
When Tammy Wiser announced that she was leaving her previous employer to work at Homeland Center, her company’s HR director responded surprisingly. “I can’t even ask you to try to
Bernice Shaffer once lived in a nursing home where the food was dreadful. Then she came to Homeland Center, where she says her first meal and all the others that followed were wonderful. “Chicken and waffles,” she remembers. “I like
Though Todd Carver grew up watching his father serve as a pastor in Hagerstown, Maryland, he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to take a similar path. When his parents offered to pay for one year of Bible college, he took
Charlie Hubbard was blessed with wood crafting and photography talents and an eye for intrigue and fascinating designs. “It’s a lot of fun,” he said of his intricate woodcuts now hanging in the Homeland Florida Room gallery. “It makes just
When it was time to choose a retirement community, Bonnie Clapp knew where she wanted to live. “I picked Homeland because I wanted a place with a good reputation,” she said. “They run a good place here.” Since August 2022,
Cheers from around the slot machines. Intense concentration at the poker table. Groans from the blackjack table. If Homeland Center residents can’t go to Monte Carlo, Monte Carlo can come to them. The Homeland Board of Managers worked its magic to make it happen, creating the fun, color, and din
There are moments in one’s life when the right people emerge to offer comfort and strength when it’s needed most. For Kathy Page of Camp Hill, this support came from the team at Homeland Hospice. Kathy’s husband, Charlie, died last summer after battling cancer for four years. During the final
Domingo Mancuello fingers flew across the keyboard as he entertained residents in Homeland Center’s Personal Care Dining Room with a mixture of ragtime and Dixieland jazz. Joining Domingo on Monday were Michael Winstanley on percussion and Tex Wyndham on the cornet. This was Domingo’s second performance at Homeland – he
Beef tenderloin. Crab cakes. Poached salmon. When it’s time for a special meal, Isaac Strausser and the rest of the Homeland dietary staff roll out the residents’ favorites. That includes delicacies like crab cakes, served for such holidays as New Year’s Day and Valentine’s Day. Isaac is dietary/purchasing supervisor, a
Helen Dietz’s friend, a co-worker at Bell Telephone, was seeing several GIs and one night she asked Helen to become acquainted with one of her beaux by chatting on the phone. Helen pretended to be the man’s sister. Before the call ended, Harry Dietz managed to get Helen’s number. He
Head nurse. American Legion Auxiliary president. Hospital volunteer. Tavernkeeper. Traveler. Church leader. Mother of five. How did Gladys Patrick fit it all into one life? “I was a great delegator,” she says today. Gladys was born in Minersville, in Pennsylvania’s anthracite region where her father was a miner. The oldest
Among his countless accomplishments, Bob Poiesz of Mechanicsburg was a proud father and husband with a quick wit and contagious sense of humor. His belief in living each moment to its fullest created an atmosphere of love, laughter and hope during his end-of-life journey. Rhonda Rush, LPN, with Homeland Hospice,
Care and compassion are central to families. Family members help nurse one another during times of illness, knowing the situation is temporary and their loved one will soon be “back on his/her feet.” For families caring for a loved one with dementia, however, the condition is irreversible. Dementia doesn’t just
Art had long been a part of Shelly Lipscomb’s life, but for a few years, it took a backseat to career and family. Then, on maternity leave with her second child, her preschool-aged daughter wanted to play with watercolors. “Why don’t I paint?” thought Shelly. Not long after, a co-worker
Renee Ramper told her husband, Steve, that she didn’t need anything for Christmas. Their old plans to design an engagement ring had been scuttled back when they learned that she was pregnant. At that point, their wedding and the birth of their son, Jason, took precedence. As Jason’s first Christmas
