They have me in Bloomfield again this week, which means a lot of visits with senior citizens waiting for meds or simply company. I smile as I jog up the steps to greet Mrs. Natali, who wraps her short arms around me in a hug.

”Walt! Oh I’m glad it’s you again. I’ve been waiting.”

”Well who was here last week, Mrs. N? Wouldn’t they help you out?”

She waves a hand. ”One of those grumpy gals. Said she ...