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No. 16 Vol. 11
My Life Publications • 1-800-691-7549
November 2020
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A Thanksgiving Story NEIGHBORHOOD PROPERTIES 381 Main Rd, Montville 973-334-3341
Lisa Motisi Owner/Sales Associate
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A RE/MAX AGENT CLOSES A DEAL EVERY :30 SECONDS SELLING YOUR HOME DURING THE CORONAVIRUS PANDEMIC Home sales are up- and taking all the necessary safety precautions can make not only for an easy, safe process but a sales price at top dollar. After a busy summer with homes selling as soon as they hit the market we are seeing a fall market that is still active. Sellers are realizing a "COVID-19 premium" with the coronavirus crisis continuing to drive city families to the suburbs for more space, both indoors and out. We are keeping buyers and sellers safe as possible when in person showings are necessary. By way of virtual showings via video or Facetime we are narrowing down the number of homes a buyer will visit. In addition, we are implementing a safety protocol utilizing electronic brochures, covid disclosure forms and requiring face masks, booties and sanitizer for all. According to the New Jersey Association of Realtors, Sales are on an upward swing all across North Jersey, and according to the latest available monthly data, Morris County, August sales rose over 16% with the median price gaining 7.2% over one year prior. It may not be the time for all sellers to make a move, but for those who can and want to take advantage of the current Sellers Market NOW is Your time. Contact Lisa today for a No Obligation Market Analysis of your home.
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By Richard Mabey Jr. n the midst of the Summer of 2018, I began taking my mom to Bingo every Thursday afternoon. Mom lived with me, in our gated community in Central Florida. Playing Bingo was a fun time, for both, Mom and myself. We met some very interesting people. And, we both learned the agony of waiting for just one number to be called to complete the horizontal, vertical, or diagonal line to be able to joyfully call out “Bingo!” I think it was in the beginning of 2018 that Mom and I began attending classes, at our gated community, for developing skill and style for writing children’s stories. I remember that Mom excelled in the class. She made a lot of friends and people enjoyed hearing her array of children’s stories. It was in early 2018 that Mom needed to depend upon a wheelchair to get around. The arthritis in her hips had gotten so bad that she was hardly able to walk. Mom’s cardiologist would not authorize that she was stable enough for hip replacement surgery, because of the degree of her heart murmur due to Aortic Stenosis. In the middle of November of 2019, Mom had heart surgery to replace her Aortic Valve. There were post-operative complications and Mom needed to stay in the hospital. Thanksgiving Day came and Mom was still in the hospital. On Thanksgiving Day, my sister Patti and I arrived at the hospital, bright and early to spend Thanksgiving Day with Mom. We made turkey sandwiches and packed them in a little insulated lunch box, complete with a plastic container of dry ice. We also packed two small bottles of iced tea to have with our special Thanksgiving meal with Mom that day. An older woman came into Mom’s hospital room at about high noon. She carried with her a tray, with lunch on it. The kind woman smiled at Mom, put the tray down on Mom’s mobile, bedside table, said Happy Thanksgiving to Mom, then turned and returned to the hallway to the big lunch storage container on wheels. And, behold, there it was the hospital cafeteria’s version of a Thanksgiving dinner. Oh, I do not want to be unkind
Mom, my sister Patti and myself, on Mom’s 80th birthday.
here. But, let’s just say, it was mediocre at best. The turkey was that pressed turkey that comes in a roll and someone simply sliced it up. Mom was given two slices of this turkey roll with a sparing amount of gravy. There was a little white, corrugated, paper cup filled about three-quarters of the way with cranberry sauce. Not the real cranberry sauce, but rather the cranberry sauce that has a slight resemblance to gelatin. Then, there was a bit of stuffing, some green beans and then some corn. Not the greatest Thanksgiving meal that my Mom ever had, but still it was better than nothing. I cut the turkey slices for Mom. She protested with every slice of the knife. “I’m not an invalid,” Mom kept telling me. I assured Mom that she wasn’t an invalid, that I wanted to slice her turkey for her. Mom ate her turkey dinner, while my sister Patti and I ate our turkey sandwiches. It was a joyful moment in time. continued on page 6
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