"I have been expecting you," she said with a look of recognition. She caught me off guard—how could she be expecting me? I had just gotten her name from the County Assessor’s Office. I had never met Maisy Bennett. She was 97 years old and living in an assisted care facility in Duluth, Minnesota. She had a warm and loving smile; she must have been mistaking me for someone else.
I decided to play along and inquisitively asked why she was expecting me since we had never met. "Did the Bayfield County Assessor’s Office call you?" I inquired.
"Oh no, sweetie, I figured you would show up one day," she stated confidently. I was still very confused. The orderly stepped out into the hallway, and I followed her, asking if Maisy had dementia.
