GATES

I've been giving some thought to the gates at each end of the Village. I've come to the conclusion that they are not there to keep people out, but to keep us in. Between all the old people who continue to drive, and all the Republicans who feel a strong sense of entitlement to whatever they want, I am betting that the local people helped build the gates to keep us in. I really couldn't blame them. On a trip to the West Gate today, I got behind someone willing to go at least 20 miles per hour, generally only when going down hill. When the person finally decided to turn off, they of course did not use a blinker, which appears to be a Village law. About one in ten people use a blinker. I got behind a cop the other day, and guess what: No blinker. Anyway, when I finally got to Walgreens, my prescription was not ready. So I went to get a haircut. Five people were sitting there. (I'm considering becoming a barber). Leaving the barber, a fellow was laying in the parking lot who had just fell. He was ok, but it scared him and his wife. We suggested he stop by prompt care to be checked out. All in all, it was an exciting day at the worlds largest gated nursing home.