“Hi, Grandma!” “Hello! I miss you!” “Do you see Jillian, and Brooke, and Alex?” In groups of two or three, the members of Betty Dumas’ family took turns saying hello
Carol McCall was sitting in Homeland Center’s Chet Henry Memorial Pavilion helping the Board of Managers prepare fresh flower arrangements when two residents walked up. The next thing Carol knew,
Bob Fultz taught his eight children many things. His son, Tim Fultz, learned the value of hard work while the family tended 10 acres of land, complete with gardens and
It’s a sunny Wednesday and Homeland residents are enjoying a lunch of salmon patty or country-fried chicken in the Main Dining room as a pleasant string of tunes floats from the piano in the corner. The songs are familiar standards
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
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
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