By Anne Stephenson Having lived in Bloomington since May 1982, I rented until just six months ago. The purchase of my home came about from hard work, many struggles, and the miracle-working of a real estate agent and a loan officer who took on my case as if it were their own.Yes, I’m a New Homeowner. No, I’m Not Ready to Sell Yet — The Dissident Democrat
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Despite promise of rain and thunderstorms, we decided to take a chance and meet on the patio rather than inside. Glad we did! Rain arrived later. I spent time with a new person to join us, one who has recently … Continue reading →
And it’s about time! Mid-March last year, our regular Community Dinners, like clockwork every Thursday evening for years, and so, totally taken for granted, came to a sudden, grinding halt. As did so many other social/cultural traditions and structures, both visible and invisible.Read more: GREEN ACRES VILLAGE: We Prepare for the Return of Community Dinners! —
. . . not “my two front teeth.” This time it’s something more substantial, with the potential to last beyond, way beyond, my lifetime. I’d settle for this vision — and set of Jupiterian values and and Saturnine forms to reflect it — taking over this Green Acres neighborhood of 440 homes in Bloomington Indiana…Read more: December Finale 2020, Christmas Wish: “All I want for Christmas is . . .”