THE MARGUERITE CHRONICLES: October 2, 2016.

Got Mama out for the first time in two weeks to go to Emmaus Church’s Praise in the Park, the annual event on the James River in the new state park, complete with fried chicken and covered dishes. She enjoyed being out, and while we were there, seemed to recognize and call people by name, even her great-grandson, baby Ian.

But when we got ready for bed tonight, she said, “A lot of those nice people thought they knew me, but I’ve never met them before. And the pastor of the church came up and kissed me — he kisses me every time he sees me!”

So, I chimed in, “That’s because he’s your grandson.”

“He is?? I forgot that part!”