Ancient Olga and Her Snoop

Our house has a garret I never went up to until I retired. Now I’m up there almost every day unless I have to stay in bed until another spell passes. When I feel all right I’m at the keyboard in the garret writing looking out the window one eye on the neighbors. They’re all doing well except for ancient Olga who’s on crutches now and has a difficult time getting to her Buick especially when it snows. She knows I’m usually in the garret watching and if she falls I’ll call 911. But on days when I’m in bed with another spell, Olga has to be extra careful. She thanked me once for being the only snoop. Donal Mahoney