A resthome resident's mother was a tough cookie, he says...

...and as an example, he tells me this one anecdote.

One time years ago when his mom was already old, he went and stopped by her house to go visit her, and it was already getting towards dusk and she was just sitting out in her backyard reading her book.

"Mom," he was like, "Should you really be out here?  It's getting dark, something could happen."

"Like what could happen?", she says.

"You know, you could get hurt, like you could get raped," he was like.

"I should be so lucky," she says.

. . .