Robbie Anderson is a woman of nearly ninety-seven years. Her petite frame is further dwarfed by her younger brother, John's, towering physique. Ninety year old John spends most mornings conversing and playing board games with his older sister. At almost one hundred Robbie's mind is crisp and clear. She looks like an older black version of Peter Pan's Tinker Bell. She greets visitors to her tiny cottage on Marvin Street with an electric grin and a calm demeanor. Robbie wears the peace that a well-lived life brings.