Last Call

Last Call:  You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.

I live in on the second floor of a lovely house in a beautiful tree-lined street in New Hyde Park, New York.  I live in the richest county in the United States but my rent is only $500 a month.  It’s a dream come true.

Well, it was a dream come true.   I just got my wakeup call.  My landlady recently had a stroke (probably when she found out what her neighbors were getting for rent), and her son is now taking her to his home in Texas and selling this house.  So, I have to move out by August 1st.

I am 64 years old and I have had 46 addresses in my life, but most of them were when I was in my 20’s.   I have been here in New Hyde Park for nearly two decades.  I may have forgotten how to wander.  I guess it’s time to relearn.

Actually, I’m looking forward to the change.  I love it here, but I know I’ll also love it where I’m going, wherever that might be.  I’m a glass half-full type of guy.  The best year of my life was 1969, and I kick myself in the ass as every year passes and it’s not able to top 1969.  I won’t be content until I do something to make 1969 the second best year of my life.  So, change is good, and I hope I can move somewhere where it might be possible for me to have the best year of my life.

Peace & Love, and all of the above,



P.S.  I really am looking for an apartment if anyone knows of a good one.

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