Well, here comes the "whiner" again. I'm sorry. I know I've probably said this a hundred times to you all, but it was a big mistake to move here from my real home city. I hate it here. I don't leave my apartment because it's too dangerous. I take my dog out, and get the mail and a few groceries, but that's about it. I'm soon to be 75, can't find a part-time job, must make a change in churches as my usual one (denominationally) to something bigger where I might be able to meet people and I'm not so alone. Half the time I don't even get dressed … just sit in my nightgown and bathrobe. I thought of spending a few weeks in Frederick with a girlfriend and seeing my therapist several times, but he doesn't have any appts. til way after the holidays. This time of year is rough on a lot of people. Oh well, such it is.