Why a Broken Furnace Is Easier to Fix Than Loneliness
I went out to a house in May to install a new furnace and air handler. The customer was a man about my age, sixty-two, divorced, no kids in Oklahoma. He had taken early retirement from a refinery job two years before. He had decided to move to a smaller place in Stillwater closer to his daughter. While I worked, he packed boxes in the living room. Books mostly. I asked him when moving day was. He said two weeks. I asked, you got people coming to help. He said no. Flat. Not bitter. Just a fact. He said he was going to hire some college kids off Craigslist. I asked, gently, do you not have any…
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