Not swanky

(1991 July 26)

They say writers will write even if in prison, and altho that is not the case with me, I write in a recliner from Schmidt Woodland Hills, West View. If you think this is a swanky place, get that out of your head. The three men at my table were farmers, Jim near Soldiers Grove. "Have you ever heard of a place called Soldiers Grove?" He had two strokes and lost his memory and so was sent here.