Poems Created by Prior Residents
July 10, 2010
A little over a year ago I did not know if I would ever be able to walk or exercise again because of the excruciating pain I would get in my left buttocks and leg/foot while standing. I also had to stop bowling because of my condition.
Then God led me to a very skilled doctor named David Holte M.D. He performed surgery on my back repairing it, eliminating the pain.
A few days later my son brought me to the Buffalo Lake Health Care Center. I soon found out it was where God had chosen for me to be. All the employees welcomed me with open arms and each of them nursed me back from surgery. I was given the highest care, super food, hugs when I was feeling down and patience when I was a little ornery or I was pulling off one of my crazy antics. Oh and my monkeys were welcomed at your facility with open arms too.
Last week I went over the 2500 mile mark in walking miles since I quit smoking in the middle of 2007. 1300 of these miles were since my surgery. I walk with no pain and I am also bowling again.
There are not enough words in the dictionary to tell you how thankful I am to all of you at the BLHCC, not only for when I was there recovering from my surgery but all the smiles and cheerful greetings I get when I return and visit. I want to express to each of you my sincere appreciation from the deepest depths of my heart for what you have done for me. BLHCC has a wonderful group of employees.
Thank you, Eugene Baasen
Eugene has currently walked 4100 miles and biked around 1500 miles! He also won the Senior Bowling League, most currently. We are honored to have Eugene bless us with his visits and our residents benefit from his presence and his poems. Please click on the links below to read his beautiful and inspiring words.
Poem – unknown author
If you have a gray-haired parent in the old home far away,
Sit down and write the letter you put off from day-to-day.
Don’t wait until their tired steps reach Heaven’s pearly gate,
But show them that you think of them, before it is too late.
If you’ve a tender message or a loving word to say
Don’t wait till you forget it, But whisper it today.
Who knows what bitter memories may haunt you if you wait,
So make your parent happy before it is too late.
We live in the present, our future is unknown,
Tomorrow is a mystery, today is all our own.
The chance that fortune leads us, may vanish while you wait,
So send life’s richest treasure, before you are too late.
The tender word unspoken, the letters never sent,
The long forgotten message, the wealth of love unspent.
For these some heart is breaking, for these some loved ones wait,
So show them that you care for them, before it is too late.