Growing Old Gracefully, Or, Why We're Switching to a Whiskey and Cream Diet

The mother of a friend of ours, both native New Yorkers, once told us that New York City was the best nursing home in the world: between doormen and taxi drivers and the fact that you can have just about anything you want delivered to you from a deli or a drug store via one or the other or both, why give up your independence for attendants in white shirts? A nice little summer Friday story