Our story
The people, the place and the promise behind every day of care.
Our story
Celia fed half of Bastrop from her café on Main Street. Ray spent his days helping people breathe at a hospital in Austin. When Ray's father, a retired dance-hall fiddler, needed daily care in 2011, the options felt far away and far too quiet.
They bought a rambling ranch house under a big pecan tree, added a wing of bedrooms and widened every doorway. Ray's father moved in first, with his records and his fiddle. Thirteen neighbors followed within a year.
It started when Ray's dad put on a Bob Wills record and asked a caregiver to dance. Now Friday at three is the busiest hour of the week, and families plan their visits around it.
Fourteen residents, a kitchen that cooks from scratch, a team that speaks two languages and stays for years. We are bigger than a family and smaller than a facility, and we like it that way.
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Tours are any day, but Friday afternoons show you the real Chestnut Street. Call or text Celia.