The Amigas on the Bus Go Round and Round (and I want to go, too)

I absolutely love this story in Monday’s LA Times, about the group of senior ladies that rides the local dial-a-ride bus. They use it for transportation to go shopping and attend doctor’s appointments, but mainly they ride for companionship and gossip.

Here’s a snippet of the article:

On a recent Friday, the women were cracking up so hard that tears trickled down their cheeks.

“They ask me at the senior center, ‘Maria, how come you never dance with the men?'” said Maria Ruiz, a quiet 87-year-old wrapped in a blue scarf. “I tell them, ‘Because … look at them. They’re all falling apart.'”

“It’s true!” said Salud Suarez, 65. “And that’s all we’re left with. Where did all the good men go?”

“They’re taken,” said Anizeta Lopez, 77.

“They’re dead,” said Ruiz, altering her assessment.

Oh, how I’d love to ride this bus. I swear if it came by my house, I would ride it every day. I can’t think of any better preventative medicine than a daily busload of girlfriends. Can you?

You can read the entire article here.