Robert Kuttner
BY THE time my mother turned 90, she had outlived the several friends and neighbors who lived in the Brookline apartment building where she'd spent the past 25 years. It was getting lonely and a bit risky. She and I began touring assisted-living complexes, whose apartments for the most part were small and pricey. ''This is for old people," my ... (Full article: 765 words)
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