For example, I can never forget what happened when I and Liisa walked a resident lady of the Senior House in her wheelchair around the streets of Kuusankoski.
We went to the center and Liisa decided to show her the new shopping mall, which she didn't know about, yet. She liked what she saw and it was already a bit cold and almost raining when we got out of it.
We asked her if she wanted to go back home, but she said she want to go to see the river (Kimiyarvi) and there we went, to the main bridge. We stopped where she could see the water, but then she said she wanted to go a litle bit further - she wanted to see the paper mill ... where she have worked all her life. And ther we stayed, silent while, for sure, she was rewinding her memories.