Recently, we ate dinner with a lovely couple that lives in the apartment next to ours. We had exchanged greetings in the elevator, and eaten dinner with a larger group that included them. But this was our first chance to talk two-on-two.
Everyone in our retirement community has an interesting, usually impressive (and always long) life story, and they were no exception. So we shared our histories through most of the meal.
When we got to dessert, Bob announced that he had just gotten his first hearing aid. His wife said that she wears two hearing aids. Peter has two hearing aids also, but he doesn’t wear them much. I have none, at least not yet.
Only in the dining room of a retirement community would you hear such a lively discussion of hearing aids. It comes with the territory.