Well I’m about to give up on Hampton Manor. I’ve hoped every day for more than a year and got nothing. I’ve called the company to get an idea when they might be done. All I get is a robot that says:”give us your email and we’ll contact you.” I’m very disappointed.
I suppose I’ll stay here for my one year lease; after that I don’t know. I have a nice apartment, with a lot of room (more than I use). It’s the same layout as the one I’ve lived in for 5 years now.
I want a change! I don’t know what I want. I don’t know where I want to be.
I just want to whine for a bit; but I have no one to whine to. I just want to eat some worms; but there’s no worms here in this rockytop place where I live.
Well I’m going to end this. I’m going to get my folding chair, sit down on my patio, and have a beer while I remember my navy years and how much I enjoyed them. I’d love to go aboard ship right now as a crew member, but I don’t think they will take an 81 year old man.
Brother Bill
