I lived all my life in one house or another, with a few brief exceptions. Owning the house I lived in was a live-long goal, and I was an over-achiever. We lived in the house on Fairdale Road for 25 years and on Lombard Street for 37. Fairdale Road was a two-and-a-half story row house; Lombard Street, another row house, had three-and-a-half stories ( Read more... )

I've had a kinda miserable couple of days ( Read more... )

At least once a week the residents of Park Towne Place get a newsletter. All the recent newsletters, for at least the last month, have included this:

· Please continue actively practicing the basics of Covid-19 defense as set out in the CDC guidelines on health and hygiene, including ( Read more... )

I feel fine today. I slept well last night, and that cured my doldrums. If only I could sleep well every night...but I guess that's asking too much ( Read more... )

Once I started climbing stairs and noticed the varied colors on the doors, I realized I had no idea what the motif of each floor was. Oh, I knew that, like the eighth floor, each floor featured a mammoth reproduction of a work of a well-known artist on the wall across from the elevators, but which artist? In the 18 months I've lived here, I had ( Read more... )

At Day 20 I'm reading and hearing reassuring reports about the efficacy of self-quarantining. I know that I've come back to my apartment and forgotten to wash my hands immediately, despite having touched elevator buttons and door handles on my excursion, and have not gotten sick. Of course, the plague hasn't hit the Philadelphia area hard yet, ( Read more... )

I thought about the contents of today's post as I ate breakfast around 11:00 a.m. this morning, took pictures for the post after I got home from running (more literally: walked the neighborhood) errands at 4:30 p.m., but then forgot to write it up. Instead, I made and ate dinner, cleaned up afterwards, then listened to the siren song of MSNBC, and ( Read more... )

Unless something unexpected crops up, as of 25 August, I will no longer own the house I have lived in for almost 35 years. But not to worry: I am right now in the process of signing a lease on a very nice apartment.

A little to my surprise, I ended up looking at apartments on Philadelphia's Benjamin Franklin Parkway:


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