Charles H Young

 FROM THE HERMIT     I spoke with the new neighbors, who are both in wheelchairs.  Roberta and Ken’s house burned down on a nearby street, so they rent from me around the corner.  She slipped and fell running from the fire, and as a result, she had a 12” scar on her leg that she showed me.  I try not to look at it over and over again.  She’s also a GYN nurse at Mayo.  What a great new source of stories for me.  One of her employees, Kathy, assisted Ken and Roberta.  “I can give you a business card if you think you may need me,” I said. Kathy replied that she was a nurse at Mayo who worked for Roberta in the Gyno Department.  “I don’t think we’ll ever see each other out there.” She replied.   “Oh, I don’t know.  I may drop into the department to read a Cosmopolitan magazine.” I said. She arched one eyebrow perfectly.  “You single?” she said.  “Uh-huh,” I replied.  “I live in a house by myself aroun...