I personally cared for Nita Love for a few years. Heres what I can tell you guys. She had an abhorrent hatred for her son, and would always call him "that boy". This was because he was her legal guardian after the city condemned her home and blamed him for it being torn down.
She loved Elvis and LOVED to dance.
She could never recall her age.
She loves grits and "brown bread"
She, having dementia, was always under the impression she was abducted.
She does not know how to care for herself, even on medications. (Recurrent UTIs)
She was CRAFTY. I mean, we had windows that would lock six inches down. She managed many times to climb out of them from her bedroom.
She loved painting her nails.
She loves fuzzy and soft clothing.
She loves drawing in her eyebrows her black.
She loves "lippies"
Her favorite color is purple.
She has ALWAYS been eccentric. Think colorful clothes, interesting jewelry, interesting sunglasses, loves wearing necklaces regardless of how real or fake they are.
She will wear what SHE likes, be it made for a man or woman.
If it has bells or bows shes all over it.
She loves stuffed animals.
She is convincing as heck about where she wants to go and WILL hitchhike.
"Everyone knows me, they're all my friends"
She hated walking on roads because they were too hard on her feet. You would often times catch her walking through the middle of peoples yards on strolls.