I always go later than most (I'm just not going to go to dinner at 5 pm). Tonight, there didn't seem to be any places at tables where I usually sit. I finally saw a place at a table where my first floor neighbors were just finishing, and I joined them. Beverly and Richard sat with me and talked while I finished. There have been a lot of changes at the Terrace recently, and there's some "unrest" among the residents. Beverly had spoken to the Executive Director, and had agreed to start working on a Residents' Council. She asked if I'd help her and (fool that I am), I agreed to do so.
So Beverly send me copies of e-mails she'd exchanged, and I started answering them, and I guess I'm going to wind up in deeper than I'd planned. DAMN! We shall see what happens next.
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