A friend wrote and asked if the place where we now live has a back entrance.  It does.  And there is a hotel-like hallway that gets us to an elevator which takes us down four floors to this entrance, which I have learned, some people think of as the front of our building.  What I can say about all this moving and resettling is that people should live one day at a time and be grateful... Take time to marvel at the beauty which surrounds every place.  Grumble and gripe about stuff that affects the lives of other people, and be grateful for all the good things that come daily into your own life.  Life is good.