The Practice of Social Work With Older Adults (Excerpt)
The Practice of Social Work With Older Adults (Excerpt)
The Practice of Social Work With Older Adults (Excerpt)
IT WAS JUNE 30, 2015, the last official day of a career in social work
that had spanned 41 years. As I closed the door to my empty office and
took one last look at the familiar yellow walls, now minus their pictures
and plaques, I was overwhelmed by memories of my clients—their expres-
sions of pain, frustration, anger, and yes, even joy when learning how to
successfully live with their personal struggles. That room had borne wit-
ness to some amazing stories.
The decision to become a social worker was not one that I made
early in life. For many women graduating from high school in the 1960s,
career choices were limited, and most became secretaries, teachers, or
nurses. My passion was fashion, so after graduation from high school,
I entered the Fashion Institute of Technology. I worked as a bridal consul-
tant until I got married and moved to Maine, where my husband began
his graduate studies. Located in Orono, a small town outside of Bangor,
the University of Maine was situated in a wooded area, with the smell
of the local pulp mill permeating the air. The opportunities for employ-
ment were limited, particularly in the fashion industry, so I took a job at
the university bookstore. By this time, I was reconsidering my original
plan to pursue a career in the fashion industry. The war in Vietnam and
the rural poverty that I saw in Maine made me realize that fashion was
not high on the list of societal priorities.
When a position as an interviewer for a research project became
available at the university, I made the life-changing decision to apply
for the job. The project was designed to evaluate maternal healthcare
services available to low-income women living on the small islands near
the town of Bar Harbor. My job was to travel to these islands, some only
accessible by small ferries, and interview women who had given birth
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within the past 2 years. As I knocked on torn screen doors; sat in sparsely
furnished homes; and talked to the wives of lobster fishermen, worm
farmers, and laborers, I began to develop confidence in my ability to
listen with empathy and to understand their needs and concerns.
Although the spark had been ignited, it would be another 2 years
before I would be able to take the necessary steps toward becoming a
social worker. It was 1972 when I entered the bachelor of social work
(B.S.W.) program at SUNY at Buffalo (now commonly referred to as the
University at Buffalo), where my husband had taken a faculty position in
the sociology department. At the end of my first year, the time had come
to arrange an internship. While most of my classmates were requesting
placements in mental health settings or children’s services, I made the
decision to work with older adults. My experiences with older family
members, friends, and neighbors over the years had led me to develop
an interest in this population. My parents, who were both healthcare
professionals, had also exposed me to healthcare settings, where I had
frequently observed the neglect and poor treatment of older adults.
This was a time before the social work profession had begun to sig-
nificantly address the needs of older adults. With few exceptions, most
social work education programs offered no courses on geriatric social
work, and students were not encouraged to pursue a career in this field.
Although the School of Social Work at SUNY at Buffalo did not offer
any courses on aging, there was one faculty member who had an interest
in older adults, and he arranged an internship for me in a nursing home.
I was the only student in my B.S.W. class who expressed an interest in
working with older adults, and I found the negative reactions of my fel-
low classmates disappointing. It was an attitude that I would encounter
throughout much of my career in geriatric social work.
My internship site, the Episcopal Church Home for the Elderly, was
a nonprofit home operated by the Episcopal Diocese of Buffalo, located
on the city’s west side. The home’s resident population was mostly female
and ranged in age from 66 to 97, with most residents in their 80s.
Although it was still the custom for most older frail and ill adults to be
cared for by their families at this time, the nursing home was often the
only option for those without family support. Alternative levels of care
for older adults, such as assisted living and specialized care programs,
did not exist. The Episcopal Church Home was originally intended to
be a home for older adults without illnesses or disabilities. Requirements
for admission included being ambulatory and in fairly good health.
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