Some of you may recall, that I am now residing in a senior center. A beautiful four story apartment building with 31 livable apartments. Each has a bedroom and walk in closet. The bathroom is divided into two separate areas, the first a sink and mirror with both washer and dryer opposite them. The other, the toilet and bathtub with shower capability. The kitchen and living room is separated by a marble counter top measuring 3’ by 6’. The building will be 3 years old this coming October, and I have lived here now 18 months.

I do not know all of the tenants, but most. Two families are Hispanic and I don’t speak Spanish, so we just wave or say hello occasionally. Everyone here has a nickname, and the one fellow called the California kid moved recently to Washington State, leaving me without a hippie type friend as he…