Wednesday had to be Wednesday because through the doors at Park Avenue Adult Day Care came Bobby Wallace in his wheelchair.
"He comes on Wednesday, and that's it," said Jean Loflin, another client at the center. "There he is. Today is Wednesday."
This adult day care in Rock Hill is 19 years old. Wallace has been coming every week since the doors opened.
"He started this party," said Tammy Baker from the day care. Baker even knew Wallace at White Oak Manor assisted living, where Wallace lives. "He's a legendary character there, too."
Wallace is a whiz at the day care's trivia contests. He sings. He's always game for checkers with any takers, and he's been known to holler out "Bingo!" when he wins.
Ruby Rivera has worked at the day care for six years.
"Wednesday," Rivera said. "He makes my day on a Wednesday."
It's not true that this bachelor has proposed to every woman in the place in those 19 years.
"Some," Wallace said. "I try to spread it around."
What Wallace spreads around is a little bit of companionship. Fun. A smile among people who need one, who come to the day care because they want to see others and not be cooped up at home or in a nursing home all day, every day.
"A joy to be around," said Rocky Ratliff, another client. "He keeps us all laughing."
Just the idea that Wallace is alive to come to the day care might be a miracle in itself. He was hit by a car at age 4, suffered some brain damage and wasn't expected to live much of a life.
"I remember hitting the cement," Wallace said.
He pronounces "cement" as "see-ment." A hard word that hurt him, and he remembers.
But Wallace, son of a late country doctor from Chester named W.R. Wallace, lived on after his injury. From 1952 to 1972, he ran the long-gone Chester Newsstand on Gadsden Street.
"People came in all day, bought magazines," Wallace said. "Bought the papers. Talked all day, they did. If it happened, I knew about it."
Wallace became somewhat of a celebrity in Chester and Rock Hill because he collected matchbooks for 25 years, along with coins and stamps. The matchbooks? He's got more than 10,000 of them, from as far away as England, stashed away for safe-keeping.
He came to the day care for years three times a week. The last few years, it has been pared down to one day. His parents are gone, his three older brothers, too. But his niece, Lucille Wallace Wray, makes sure he has that one day -- Wednesday -- at Park Avenue.
"I see my friends," Wallace said. "Wednesday."
Around the room at the day care, I asked, "Bobby Wallace?" and the chorus from so many was "Wednesday!"
Park Avenue is one of three York County adult day care centers -- the others are in York and Tega Cay. What happens in a place like Park Avenue over 19 years is some people don't come back. Age takes some to the point where they can't come. Others pass away.
On Wednesdays, Bobby Wallace remains.
I asked Wallace when he was born and he said, "1928."
"That makes me 39, and holding," he said. "Keeps me young, this place."