
STILL SHE ROSE
It could happen to any of us. Nina was a fortress in a world that often underestimates older adults. At 93, she still lived alone in the colonial she’d bought after her divorce. Her house was her badge of independence, of survival. She walked her terrier, Max, twice a day, paid every bill with precise timing, and cooked her own meals. When friends asked her secret, she’d smile and say, “I just keep moving.” This was more than a motto;