"So...Now We're Homeless! " Story

It was an ordinary day.  Until we made a visit to an old pizza location where we used to take our children for their birthday parties with friends.  Today's trip was to sell our home of  27 years to a young couple who have fallen in love with it just as Carol and I did years ago.   It will take place in the same building where we ate pizza with our children and their friends close to 30 years ago.  We are selling our home so we can move into a place called Woodcrest Villa which is a retirement community in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania.  The buyers of our home have met with us today to finalize the sale and to get a key for their new home.  After going over a half-hour of paperwork, we received a check from the new, young couple which was payment for our home.  My wife, Carol, handed them a front door key and we finalized the sale.  We do have an agreement that will allow us to stay a few more weeks until we are able to move into our new home at Woodcrest.  We hated to sell our home, but it was getting a bit too much to handle being that the grounds are almost an acre in size which needs to be mowed often in the summer and raked and shoveled in other seasons of the year.  And...the trees always seem to need trimming and when fall arrives, I have to constantly be raking leaves and placing them along the curb for pick-up.  The house always seems to be in need of one thing or another which is becoming a bit to much to handle anymore.  Woodcrest requires absolutely no maintenance or upkeep for  close to the same mount of interior space.  We will have to sacrifice one bedroom and one garage stall, but we will have no outdoor maintenance at all.  The hardest part of moving from one location to another is leaving the neighborhood we have grown to love over the years.  But, all those years of accumulated "stuff" tends to be quite overwhelming as far as moving.  Our family has been a huge help and we will soon move into our new home.  On our way home from transferring the house, we stopped at the bank with the check we had just received.  Handed it to the teller and she began to make the deposit for us.  It was at this time that she noticed that I had been a customer for many years at the bank.  She looked at me and thanked me for being a customer for so many years.  I asked her how many years has it been.  I knew it was a long time ago that my dad took me to a bank in downtown Lancaster and had me open my own account so I could begin saving my own money.  She said, "It says here you have been a customer for 72 years!"  "Yep...that sounds about right.  I opened it when I was 6 years old.  Tough to believe it has been that long ago that I stood in line with my dad in downtown Lancaster at Hamilton Bank and opened my very first bank account.  I have been a loyal customer over the past 72 years.  The bank has gone through close to half a dozen name changes and expansions over those years, but I have remained loyal to them.  Well, we deposited the check, grabbed a lollipop from the can at the counter and headed back to our home....or should I say the home of the young couple that just purchased it.  I'm sure they will enjoy it as much as we have over the years!  It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.