It’s Deja-vu All Over Again
Reinventing Myself at 64

A month ago, after living on my own for the past 20 years, I moved from my one-bedroom condo in Medford into a communal house on Beacon Hill in Boston. I lived in this same community, at the Beacon Hill Friends House, in the mid-1990s. (At the time, folks could live here for about two years; now the maximum stay is four). Moving back felt like coming home, the place…