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The Kids Are Alright....

but several of their neighbors are less so.

Emily called not long after I got up this morning; today was the Rochester trip I'd originally planned to begin yesterday; had I done so, I likely would've stayed at their place. Last night, things got bad two buildings over:

The Wayne County Sheriff's Department says a fatal fire at the Park Hill Apartment Complex on Johnson Street is suspicious after an elderly couple was found dead inside last night.

The fire broke out around 7:30 Sunday night in building number five.  Seven other families escaped the complex and even tried to rescue 81 year-old Donald Edell and his 82 year old wife, Constance.  When smoke became too heavy, they were forced to stop.  The Sheriff Department's Chief Deputy says Constance Edell was found with cuts to her neck and died before the fire was set.  Donald Edell also had lacerations to his neck and at least one superficial wound.  He did not die before the fire began.

For me, though, the saddest part is what came next in the story:

The Chief Deputy added that the Edells kept to themselves and neighbors describe them as quiet.   Police have never responded to a call at their residence in the past.

That was the same word used when the same thing happened to, and by, a couple of similar age in a home less than a dozen doors away from ours in 2013.

At least we know most of our immediate neighbors well enough to say hello to (or, in the case of the ones with the constantly stray cat, well enough to say some more carefully-chosen words to). It's still not the Open Door Policy of my neighborhood growing up, where almost every house was free to walk into at any time to see their kids or their pets or their pantry.  I know the world is different now, but I hope if I make it to my 80s, the last thing people say about me was, "Who was HE? He was so quiet."

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From that beginning, the day was okay. Three client things in Rochester went well, badly but not my fault, and okay.  I did stop at our old church, and while Susan's name was still on her parking space, that space, like her desk, was empty.  I also got over to the big Barnes & Noble over that way and found a copy of James Taylor's CD/DVD from earlier this year, his first new one in 13 years.  I'd already heard his love song to the Red Sox from the album, but the first track is called "Today Today Today," and Susan, God bless her, sang the first few lines of it during her final sermon yesterday:

Today, today, today
I’m finally on my way
The time has come to say
Today, today, today
I’m finally on my way
The time has come to say
Today, today, today
I’m finally on my way
The time has come to say
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye


We'll listen, and watch, the coming days, days, days.  The kids will be here for the longish weekend and there will be plenty of good things to say:)

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