Every municipality in Chile coordinates a club for older adults by neighborhood. On how her local group, which a neighbor urged her to come to, provides laughter and joy, loneliness antidotes:

I laugh when they do parties, because [the members] are good to dance, I watch them, applaud, cheer! I like that they’re this way. I said to the director the other day: ‘This tea I drink here I found to the most delicious, more than the tea I drink at home alone.

Given she does not drive, she takes the micro (bus), a challenge with her prosthetic leg. On how a conscientious driver makes transport accessible:

[The driver] already knows me and goes right to my stop. [He says] ‘Thank you, ma’am, pardon.’ He gives a hand to get down. He helps me. But, oh! A love.’

On her grandson, who lives next door, and popped in while we talked:

This boy, oh, this boy! I have a pile [because] every night he gives me a card. ‘Grandma, you are the most beautiful and best grandmother in the world. I care for you, I adore you, I love you.’ Oh! Him and I. Him and I.