To the Editor:
My wife and I were privileged to know Ms. Polly Peaks-Elmore during the last year of her life.
She had already moved to Windcrest Nursing Center, but she never let that bother her. For as long as she was able, she always had her hair done properly and her fingernails painted the fiery red color she loved. We would tease her about her fingernails and she just laughed. She loved to laugh.
When we went to visit Miss Polly, my wife would read to her and Miss Polly would talk about her life growing up in the Great Depression, the early days of Killeen, and how things had changed.
Miss Polly had a sharp mind and a good memory, so we learned a lot more about this area than we had ever known.
On one occasion, we even managed to “kidnap” her from Windcrest and bring her to our house for the day. She really perked up from that adventure and it is our lasting regret that we could not arrange another visit.
Once she had met our dog (at a safe distance), she always asked about him afterwards. When she stopped asking, we knew that she was leaving us.
Miss Polly had a gentle spirit under an exterior grown tough through the difficulties of her later years. We sat with her when she was ill and held her hands when she just needed to be touched. We thought that we went to minister to Miss Polly, but in all truth, she ministered to us.
Miss Polly, we will miss you.
Michael C. Phillips