Recently, I was reading a book about a child in a foster home. She deeply missed a friend of her birth mother, a 61 year old lady who had always baked her a birthday cake, and had done many other kind things for her.    Later in the book, her foster family had taken her someplace where she spotted the "dear OLD lady" whom she had loved so much.   I almost quit reading the book!!! OLD LADY??? at 61??