|Flint’s Gilkey Creek (Photo by Jan Worth-Nelson)|
"Most days my husband and I slept in and he would venture out to get coffee at our favorite place, still open for drive through," writes Jan Worth-Nelson. "I folded myself up on a big green chair and waited for Cuomo to come on with his (up till then) New York charm. What did we know? By midday, it got stuffy in the den. Lucky for me, in 2014 we had taken advantage of one of the remarkable Flint real estate deals and bought a house with a dozen rooms to wander around in. Still, even 2800 square feet can satisfy only so much human longing."
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