It trips me out that they named a neighborhood after the retirement home that used to be there: Tranquil Gardens Nursing Home and Memory Care.
And it didn’t merely close. It closed with very little warning — just three days, according to the AJC — to the patients and family members, not to mention the employees. The owners were accused of mismanagement, as I recall.
Why would you want to name your neighborhood after that? Was it just laziness that led them to name their development that?
I wonder if the neighborhood is haunted by the restless souls of those who died there.
What I’m reading

Or rather, what I have recently finished reading, a find from the used book sale at the library in Roswell, a bargain. Trethewey’s collection “Native Guard” is a compelling mix of the personal and the historical. I’m glad I picked it out of the stacks.
It also takes to task the cloying adoration of the Confederates, which is all too common (and irritating) throughout the South while the Union dead are left to moulder in obscurity. It’s noteworthy that she laid out the collection so that you encounter the Native Guard twice, once in the past and again in the present during a trip to Ship Island.
I should probably write more about this after a rereading.

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