AARP The Magazine - June/July 2012

Doris Cawthon had
lived her whole life in
Jacksonville, Texas,
and she didn’t

see any reason for

that to change.
But her children did.

UNTIL SHE FELL, it was an ordinary morning. Doris Louise Cawthon, The dog wriggled with her usual glee as Doris approached. And then, with one step, the ground beneath Doris’s right foot seemed to vanish. She had stumbled into a small grass-tangled hole that Macy had dug while alone, and in an instant, Doris was sprawled on the ground.