Cue the theme music for The Beverly Hillbillies. Off key. Performed on a banjo missing a string. Wanna tell you a story ’bout a man named ‘Ned’ (names changed to disguise the guilty). My eight-eight year old aunt had just moved into her new apartment three days beforehand – the top floor of a gorgeous house my cousin owns. The lower walk-out level had just been renovated so mother and daughter could be in the same general space, but with separate independent living arrangements. Ned arrives in late afternoon with his aged aunt and a mid-sixties relative from out of town. Drives a nice new Nissan Rogue. Parks in the driveway blocking the entrance to the garage. All three waltz in – empty-handed. No…
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