"She was a brilliant green color with shining scales."
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| Marv and Joy Johnson |
This is how Joy Johnson begins to describe a friendship that began during her late husband's hospice care.*
The red helmeted, riding dragon first appeared during those final days when, at Marv's insistence, Joy would leave for lunch. Marv wanted quiet time, alone, in their senior village apartment but, Joy said, "I always worried that upon returning, I would open the door and find my sweet and very ill husband, dead."
