The second act is the one people remember.

I designed houses for forty years. This is the first place I've lived where somebody else worries about the roof.

Thursday night is still date night. We just take the elevator to it now.

Mother moved from her apartment to the Garden Floor last year. The same staff, the same dining room, the same hairdresser on Fridays. That continuity is everything.

My rehab after the knee was two floors down from my apartment. My bridge group visited every afternoon.

We read three contracts before this one. Theirs was the only one we understood on the first read.

The night nurse called me at midnight to tell me Dad was fine after a fall, and that the doctor had already seen him. I went back to sleep. That's the whole review.

I came for the pool. I stayed for the lecture series. Last month a retired astronaut spoke in the library.