Happiness. It's relative.
Yesterday when I walked into the senior center where we were having a big meeting about moving the senior center to a new location, the smell of the place hit me in the face. There were a lot of people there, most smiling, many… Continue Reading “Where Old People Gather”
It is an hour into the meeting. There is a long agenda and no caffeine. I brought water but water just keeps you alive. It doesn’t enliven you. I need to be enlivened. I used to chew gum. I used to have cough drops… Continue Reading “Meeting in the Desert of Water”
The cabbage is the size of a basketball. It’s in the refrigerator waiting to be turned into a giant batch of stuffed cabbage rolls. I got it at the senior center along with a three-pound bag of sweet potatoes and a wedge of gouda… Continue Reading “About Cabbages, Coolness, and Age”
Here in Milwaukee we’ve gotten ourselves engaged in a debate about senior centers. The county government, always strapped for cash and having put off needed maintenance for years is now looking at five aging senior centers and wondering what to do. Senior advocates like… Continue Reading “Love the Ones You’re With”
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