My very good friend, Lois Roelofs, says “Too few nurses write their stories.” Read about her interaction with the visitors that come to her table at the Printers Row Lit Fest in Chicago.
“Pardon me,” said the well-dressed older man. “But could you tell me when this festival got so big? Last time I was here, there were only a few tents. And today,” he paused, his smile wide, “this is huge, and so many people.”
So began a conversation with a visitor from the East Coast last Saturday at the Printers Row Book Fest, the Midwest’s largest outdoor literary fest. His surprise and enthusiasm is one reason I’ve gone for several years and then displayed my nursing memoir, Caring Lessons: A Nursing Professor’s Journey of Faith and Self, for the past two.
I get excited already when I approach the street where it starts. There are several blocks full of tents with tables lined up on the sides of the streets. You hardly know where to start. Plus there are large outdoor tents and indoor venues for author presentations. When I’m…
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Nursing Stories: Memories of an Older Nurse 
Your blog is very interesting. Congratulations on your ability to stay current, something I have not done. I blog about the good old days and what was state of the art in nursing 40+ years ago. I’m at oldfoolrn.
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We need to hear the history of nursing. And how much better from those of us who have lived during the “good old days.” Keep up the good work.
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