Before the pandemic, we moved. Our thought was to downsize and cut expenses as retirement approached so that we could travel not only to London and Rome, but to Woodstock, Vt., and Portland, Maine.
True, in May 2018 we went to Milan, Italy, but then the next year things began to change in ways we did not anticipate. That year, instead of Barcelona, I took short stays at Saint Francis and Hartford hospitals. One morning, while out for my daily run, I could not breathe. Off in an ambulance I went for a valve replacement and while in the hospital discovered I had kidney cancer. So much for seeing the world.