I’ve long decided Donald Trump’s mental state isn’t good, but I sometimes wonder about my own. Am I normal? Living in a retirement community forces me to raise the question from time to time. So many neighbors are devoted to serving on committees and going to meetings whereas, I

Yesterday, I sat down in the midst of a circle of women at the retirement center.  Mine had been a long day and I was inwardly chortling about an email I’d  received from a young woman. Laughter is best when shared, so I told my companions about my invitation to a writer to appear