Single, but not singleminded; divorced, needing to reconcile with kids; dependent on Aunt Ruthie who bought the house (and full backyard pool where she and Mom hoped to swim). Jean was back with me finishing 8th grade at WCS; a basement renter helped with expenses those first months. Seniors Ministry gave me a thirty-hour week but with DC Department of Aging providing meals, Ella as site manager, three potential directors and plenty of volunteers, I was job-hunting. Newly retired, Ruthie was diagnosed with colon cancer; lived with us after weeks in NYC and DC hospitals. Newt’s summer repertory (including Duff) blessed church and community with one more wonderful show — Into the Woods — which affirmed my affinity for trees.