where else...

...would you find three adults, combined age of 170, sitting around the table after Palm Sunday lunch, watching a DVD of Shirley Temple playing Heidi?

Tears were running down my cheeks unchecked; my host left the table occasionally and I dared not look to see his tears. The hostess had tears as well, and she had watched it only yesterday. And no, there was not a child in the house.

Three mature wrinklies, choosing to watch a children's movie knowing it would make them cry.

I really, truly, love living here.