[Re: “No Place Like It,” Jan/Feb 2010] Born and raised in Germany, my family and I lived in apartments before moving to Austria. After the war, I met my husband, an American GI. We moved 10 times. In 1957 we moved to New York, where we lived for 33 years and which was my “real” home. I grew roots for the first time, and it felt good. So you see the saying, “wherever I hang my hat, I make it my home,” is true. It’s what goes on inside that really counts and stays with you.
Elisabeth C.
Maryland
As I approach the “sunset years,” I often reminisce about my childhood and “home.” I have lived in 22 places—many in childhood. My father was always looking for “a better life”; if only he realized that a better life is family, not a roof.
I love SEP. I only wish that more people would rediscover it, like I did.
Norma P.
Missouri
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