Sweet old ladies (that I won't have to deal with)

Rosalie bought Mom's house. I met her yesterday at the close - she is a tiny, frail, crippled woman, and quite beautiful. I could almost see through her, she is so fragile. Her hands are twisted up by arthritis, or maybe a stroke. She was not able to speak clearly, though she certainly was all there. She will be moving into the house with her friend of 62 years, Elaine. Rosalie used to be Elaine's boss many years ago. I'm guessing that she was a good one.

So Elaine did most of the talking. Oh, we hear your mother was very particular about her house and we can see that. Oh, she took such excellent care of everything. Oh, the house is so wonderful, and we are so happy to be moving there!

I told them about the simple low-tech tools in the hall closet that my father made - a broom handle with a dime inserted into the end, and a strong plastic tube with a notch cut out of one end. These are to be used to open and close the AC vents in the ceiling - no ladder, no chair, no falling. Elaine seemed ecstatic about that. I told them I'd put the screens in the front bay window, the window that Mom never opened. I told them about the storm windows in the garage. They thanked me for leaving the microwave. They were all smiles, obviously pleased and happy.

They seemed sweet, and they will enjoy living there, and Mom would be happy for them. I would have liked to speak with them more, but our estate attorney felt it important to discuss her several WTC clients, including a long story about the harrowing escape of one of them from a burning elevator shaft, and the debris that killed the ambulance driver, in such lurid detail that I thought I would have to leave the room. In fact, I was just beginning to stand up to do so when she stopped herself with, "But this is a happy occasion!" Yah. She's her biggest fan. I look forward to ending my relationship with her firm. At $250/hour, I don't enjoy her stories all that much.

I hope Rosalie and Elaine have many years of health and happiness at 635D. It's a good place, and ready to have life again.