The world is crazier than most people know. But I know. I was a clinical social worker for forty years. I am a witness. I retired from social work to write about the sad, the mad, and the savage; with whom I have spent most of my life. I have decided to translate these stories into fiction, because, as a co-worker once said, "You couldn't make this sh*t up. No one would believe you."

Sunday, July 18, 2010

I'M NOT ALONE


There’s nothing new under the sun. Here’s your proof:
Co-housing is a small, highly interactive community in which participation is highly valued, but where there are no religious, political or ideological requirements. Typically, residents live in private, fully equipped apartments or homes. Residents share green space, recreation areas and a “common house.” Most importantly, they share a philosophy of participation.
In its ideal form, co-housing is a recipe for balancing personal independence with group interdependence. The model for this arrangement, hatched in Scandinavia in the mid-1980s, has taken root in the US as an alternative lifestyle. It's an interesting group living opportunity for mature individuals precisely because it preserves privacy and independent living but fosters a cooperative, supportive, and available community.
Uh..what was I saying in “I Have a Dream…”? I think I was talking about whaddaya call it?Oh yeah…CO-HOUSING. A type of retirement that is based on combining resources.

The other day I corresponded with a well known author who writes and speaks about modern retirement, that is, whatthehellarewegonnadonow retirement. His name isMark Miller and he’s a peach. Smart, too. In an article by a colleague he referred me to, there was a notion of 4 couples on social security combining their income and renting a house together. Well, even with what we all know about communal living notwithstanding, the idea is sound. We don’t really have to share a living room or a kitchen. But if we share our ressources….now we have liftoff.
Share land. Share a gigantic house if you dare. Live in the same coop in the city. Live nearby, and tackle life together.
Okay, I’m not alone in my wacky beliefs. Maybe…what a concept….they actually make sense…
Here's to the baby boomers with limited resources. Bless your hearts and I'll see you out there. To the baby boomers with golden rectums....can I come over for dinner?

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