Contented

I heard this great story on the radio this evening. (You can read the story or listen at that link.)

These visual artists live in New York City, one of the most expensive places on the planet. They don't have a lot of money (OK, that's all relative, but by US standards they don't). And yet - surprise! - they are happy, and they may teach all of us some lessons about growing old and being contented.

I loved listening to Hank Vergona say that "a walk down a quiet street — especially toward dusk — is as good as going to Caracas or Venezuela or anywhere. It is nourishing. That is part of art's purpose."