A student writes about one of the housekeepers
My story is not about a patient or a teacher or a fellow classmate. It is about a woman named Pat who is one of the housekeepers for Jordan Hall. I can find Pat most evenings and even some late nights in one of the quiet halls of Jordan cleaning up from the day’s activities. She is often the only person in the corridor, and she always breaks into a smile when I stop to say hi. I know she doesn’t know my name, but she recognizes my face.
Usually, I run into Pat when I’ve had a long day and I’m in a hurry to get home. She is my reminder that I should always make time to say hello and to check in and see how life has been treating the people who frequent the same maze of medical buildings day in and day out that I do. Our lives are very different, yet we both have family that we miss when we’re at work, we both feel tired at the end of the day, and we both are trying to make the world a little bit cleaner, healthier, and happier. Pat could easily be a woman that I briskly stride past in the hall on my way home instead of a person that I make a point to greet. I am so glad that I stopped to introduce myself and chat one night during my first year. In a very simple way, this woman has taught me much about the power of human connection.