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“Remarkably Like Any Other Place”
For
Tod
Who
is in assisted living
Assisting
others in living
Rich:
This is an awful place.
More:
Except it’s keeping me from you, my dears, it’s not so bad. Remarkably like any
other place.
Alice:
It drips!
More:
Yes. Too near the river.
-Robert
Bolt, A Man for All Seasons
Life
is a pilgrimage from cell to cell:
The
bedroom of one’s childhood, the college dorm
The
noisy barracks, merry in spite of all
Eighty
conscript soldiers bunked out in rows
The
marriage home set forth among trees and grass
A
comfortable chair with a lamp and books
The
office with its official desks and files
And
Sunday liturgies in an accustomed pew
All
these are now condensed into a cell
Where
God has chosen to live and wait with you
(I suppose I'd better clarify that my friend Tod sees his room as a monastic cell, not a prison cell!)
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