Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Staying Close to Home

This morning the Washington Post reported:

An AARP analysis of census data showed that nine in 10 older adults nationally were living in the same communities where they raised their children and built their lives. Proximity to children, grandchildren and friends is key. 
“Folks who have been living and working here for a number of years may find themselves surprised at the roots they've developed,” said Amy Levner, who specializes in housing and family issues for the AARP. “The lure of moving out fades over time.”
 It makes me think of the sad dirge the villagers sing at the end of "Fiddler on the Roof" about their little town, Anatevka. Yes, they admit, it's kind of a dump with rickety homes, little economic opportunities, and uneasy relationships with the neighbors. Yet at the same time, it's home.
Anatevka, Anatevka.
Underfed, overworked Anatevka.
Where else could Sabbath be so sweet?
Anatevka, Anatevka.
Intimate, obstinant Anatevka
Where I know Everyone I meet.
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place
Searching for an old familiar face
From Anatevka.
I belong in Anatevka.
Tumble-down, work-a-day Anatevka.
Dear little village, little town of mine.

Dottie and I spent this past weekend away at a lovely resort. I played golf; she had a massage; we both slept in, enjoyed good food, sat in the hot tub, and soaked in the beautiful spring creeping over the mountains and through the valleys of western Virginia.

As we drove home, stopping at the old familiar Giant Supermarket for ingredients for a tried-and-true pasta recipe it was good to be home. And while we may leave someday, nothing grows without strong roots.

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