Living in the Country, or, Now What?

I had to go to my bank at Moriarty and bring a letter saying I was the victim and not the villain. OK, then I had to prove I lived on a real street in Edgewood. How do we know you are from Edgewood? My checks have a Post Office box number, and my name did not appear on water, propane, or electric bills. Bill pays them online; he was with me. We just celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary. Not good enough.

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