"Mrs. Harriet Jacobucci"
Health Aide Training
The Register, March 22, 1984
Elder Services of Cape Cod and the Islands, Inc. has received a United States Public Health Service grant lo train 24 individuals to become certified Home Health Aides, according to a press release.
Graduates can expect to earn about $5 per hour, for each hour they elect to work.
Several agencies pay benefits to those who regularly work 30 or more hours per week.
The 90 hour course is free of charge and textbooks, a uniform and even a pair of shoes are furnished, free.
Sixty hours will be spent in class; thirty hours in hands-on training.
Mrs. Harriet Jacobucci,
of Cape Cod Homemakers, and members of her staff will do the instructing.
The first of two planned training courses starts on March 19th in Falmouth, the second one on April 25th in Yarmouth.
Graduates will be given a list of employers in their areas and a chance to meet them in person.
Certified Home Health Aides are in great demand on the Cape, so graduates should find work easily.
Those students receiving unemployment benefits will continue to receive them throughout the training period.
The public health service is sponsoring this training to train men and women, age 50 and over, in a marketable skill and to make it possible for crowded hospitals to reduce expensive stays by discharging patients who require only minimal care.
Interested applicants may call Joyce Wolbarst at Elder Services 771-4248.
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just ...
It Never Happened (A Memoir In Meme Form)
= CHAPTER ONE: "TEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY DAY"
"It was pretty much exactly ten years ago this very day -- "
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my brother met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"He played one of his l favorite funny, funny jokes on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And then he would completely deny it. The first time he ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are ...
So It Was Pretty Much Exactly Ten Years Ago This Very Day: A Short Story
“ . . . It never happened."
"Yes, it did. That was the day that my sister met me for lunch at a casual dining seafood restaurant in Wareham, Massachusetts."
"You are deluded."
"The reason I remember it so well is that -- "
"You lie."
"She played one of her l favorite funny tricks on me. Which was to arrange a meeting and then totally stand me up. Which was super super funny. And the she would completely deny it. The first time she ever did this was in 1979. In Harvard Square."
"You fantasize."
"And I believe that this lunch we had together was the first initial swirl, in what was to be my final -- I was circling the drain. For the last time. I was a horrible person! I was the worst type of person a person could be. Also, I was completely out of my mind. My whole entire life up to this point had been just one long, endless series of psychotic breaks, one after the other, for f -- "
"You are manipulative. What is it you really want?"
"And ...
