Ann Lordeman

Review of Asbury Methodist Village

Every time I visit Asbury, I feel like I am drivin...

Every time I visit Asbury, I feel like I am driving onto a beautiful college campus. My parents moved to Asbury in 2006 when there were in their early 80s. They lived in a large 3-bedroom apartment and they got to spend 8 years living there together before my dad died in 2014 at the age of 91. They loved all the things they could do at Asbury like playing bridge, going to movies, playing shuffleboard, participating in trivia game nights, watching football in the community room on Sundays, going to exercise classes, seeing lots of live entertainment, going to church in the on-campus chapel each Sunday and eating dinner with the many friends they made at Asbury. It was always a different group of friends each night. They loved the meals and we began to have all our family holiday dinners at Asbury. (The food is really good.)

My mother lived at Asbury for another 6 years as a widow and died last month at the age of 95. We as a family are all so grateful that she lived out her final days at Asbury as Mom continued to be happy there. She had many friends during that 6-year period and she always said she lived in the friendliest building. A highlight as she lost much of her sight and hearing was still having dinners daily with friends until Covid. Even then, she liked getting her dinner delivered to her apartment and always enjoyed it. I cannot imagine any other place handling the Covid virus as well as Asbury. Mom died in her sleep one night from old age, which is now called failure to thrive. She was always grateful that Asbury was her home