PITTSFIELD â In a sunlit room on the second floor of the Ralph J. Froio Senior Center, two teams face off against each other for a seated game of boccie. Bright blue and yellow balls cruise along the floor as competitors trade encouragement and gentle jabs.
One woman introduces herself as Rita, but others quickly chime in: Around here, they call her âuh-oh,â because she makes the most trouble.
She curves a finger in greeting and, as if to demonstrate, grins under her mask.
âAt home, Iâve got nobody to talk to,â she said. âHere, my mouth just goes all the time.â