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Today we can text our sibling to find out what they are having for lunch in Paris, but we don’t know the name of our next-door neighbor, probably neither their birthday — unless you’ve looked him or her up on — because, you know we should know who our neighbor is.  It’s only prudent to be cautious.

Similarly, the increased need for police surveillance, need for emergency rooms, for assisted care, after-school tutoring, out-of-the-neighborhood childcare, psychological therapy, and so many other institutionalized care activities that we have created and that can be supplied through community rendering these institutions less, much less — if even — necessary at all.  There are so many pathologies in our society.  And so many attempts to remedy them through institutions, graduate degrees, research, police, fire departments, social services, and every conceivable method other than personal engagement.

Many people are familiar with the idea that if the neighbor next door cares, or better yet, if an entire covey of neighbors that surround you really care about who lives next door — and who can act to support them — then, the need for external behavior control mechanisms (from outside the community) diminishes immensely; likewise, the need for outside care or support, like psychological therapy, are less frequently outsourced from the community or not outsourced at all.  Every one of these line items is immensely affected.  When folks feel accountable to their next-door neighbor, and don’t call the police just because someone parked in their driveway, then the costly police are less required.  Fire, for example, the number one call received by the fire department where I live in Nevada County, California, is a  “pick-up & put- back” call (i. e.  a senior has fallen in their own house and needs to be helped into bed).  A huge portion of our counties millions and millions of dollars of fire department budget goes toward providing services that a neighbor could do.  Last year the Paratransit shuttle for seniors (the big lumbering bus carrying usually one or two seniors, but capable of carrying twelve) made 64,000 trips in western Nevada County for about 2,000 seniors to go to the doctor, to the pharmacy, to the store, or to visit a friend.  Some people say that 30 trips per year per senior just to get them out of the house is far too few — others say far too many.  Needless to say, there were zero pick-ups needed for the 20 seniors living in our cohousing community.  Neighbors swing by to offer assistance if needed, “I’ll just pick up your medicine when I’m there,” and their best friend lives next door.  Last year Americans drove 5 billion miles to serve seniors at home, mostly meals on wheels and nurses on the go.  At Nevada City cohousing, that didn’t happen at all.

We know that this is not sustainable when the funding necessary to provide these services shifts all the time: Kansas city just went from 14 meals/week to one, because of lack of gas money.  Paratransit also just went from 64,000 trips per year to zero, because of a $247,000 shortfall. 

But, What’s in community living for you.  Why would you want to live in a community?  What would you get out of it?  Before I say more, allow me to tell you a couple of relevant — and recent, stories.  First, not long ago our local newspaper’s headline read,  “17- year-old boy passing an 80-year-old woman has a head on collision with 76-year-old man. 76-year-old man perishes.”  That reminded me that, in the new senior cohousing community just two miles from that “accident,” a 77-year-old resident recently told me at common dinner that he went from using 4-5 tanks of gas per month before moving into cohousing to less than one tank per month after moving into cohousing.  That was no accident.  That same evening, an 80-year-old resident said that after moving in she sold her auto altogether.  Less driving equals less collision risk, and that my friends is no accident.  Both of them now meet with others at their convenience, have dinner with others at their choosing, and often have coffee with their neighbors in the mornings.  I say ‘accident’, because most senior living is no accident.  It’s more of a set up.  A set up for either isolation or institutionalization.

Such was my late father’s experience when he visited us in our community for ten days.  Before his visit he kept saying,  “Ya Chuck, I’m coming up. But now please explain to me one more time, why do you live in cohousing?  You could have your own house.”  I could only respond, “Ya, well we do live in cohousing and we still hope you visit.  Oh, and by the way, we do have our own house, but in the context of a high functioning neighborhood.”

Long story short, he was the last one out of the common house every single night for all ten nights; I should say, sparing Katie and I the travel and construction stories that we had heard many times before.  During those ten days he cooked common dinner twice!  Without being asked once.  Then, once back in Sacramento, he lamented incessantly, “Why doesn’t anyone ever visit me?  And “I don’t know my neighbors.”  Finally I asked him, “Dad, you had so much fun in Nevada City, Why don’t you just move into cohousing?”  He retorted, “What would my friends think?”  I was bewildered!  “You mean the ones living in Colorado and Florida?”  I asked him as I continued — hardly believing my ears.  “What would your friends think?  Dad, you’re 73!  What are we in high school?  Besides, just don’t change your email.  They’ll never know!”  His words reminded me of Steven Covey’s sentiment, that one of the worst things that you can do to your own well-being and growth is to stereotype yourself, “Oh, that’s not me!”  or “I couldn’t do that!”

I share these stories with you because for me they were a rude awakening.  They made me realize — in a very close and personal way — that we ARE living according to nonsensical social restraints.  And those are the same social restraints on which people base their “reasons” not to embark on senior cohousing.  The number one of these “reasons” — or excuses — is the time it takes to put together a project.  To which I say, nonsense!  It doesn’t take long when there are homes available in a number of existing cohousing projects that people can just buy and move into immediately, and it’s OK to take advantage of the hard work of your predecessors and the profound community that they have already built there.

Community is what made my grandmother’s final years worth living.  She lived in a small town of 325 people and was mostly bedridden in her waning ten years.  15 locals looked after her; she didn’t spend a day in a nursing home.  But she had that kind of small town caché.  Cohousing is just that kind of reconceiving; the kind of reconceiving of community that we have been waiting for.  It’s time to stop boxing ourselves into narrow parameters and face our realities.  Many of us don’t have extended families near by, we don’t have stay-at-home daughters to take care of us any more, and we have few high functioning small towns.  (According to Harper’s Magazine, 6000 small towns have evaporated in Kansas since 1970; bought out by agri-business.) But if we look up, we do have cohousing, and cohousing inspired communities, within our reach.

We have all heard it been said, “People have to pull themselves up by their bootstraps.”  Have you ever actually seen anyone do that?  What we all need is support, companionship, to feel needed — part of something, and we need to have fun!  My concern is, are people doing the best they can to achieve these goals that really aren’t that far off?  As a cohouser myself, I’m motivated to make the lives of my neighbors as easy as they make mine.  We are each other’s stewards in the ebb and flow of our living landscape, which allows us to know, therefore care, and therefore support each other without it hindering my life, or me, theirs.  To learn how to grow old together as a natural part of life which is more of a freeing experience than an encumbering one.

Let’s look at the issues at hand in a broader scale, a scale that let’s us see the big picture, in the larger Nevada County, we are collectively considering what to do with the couple of million dollars of federal Community Services Block Grant funding.  It looks like the money will mostly go to seniors’ meals and rides: food sustenance and social sustenance.  Although there are in fact a lot of other needs — like drug counseling, childcare, suicide prevention, homeless shelters, and halfway houses — yet still the seniors’ needs seem to get the nod.  Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but that isn’t the most efficient way to ensure that seniors have a healthy life.  Nevertheless, this CSBG grant at most will provide a tenth as much money as necessary to even support the elder needs.  A supporting community allows seniors to be part of the solution, it is possible to not consume the lion’s share of the already thin resources.

At the other end of the spectrum, as individuals, I find it disturbing when I read that the suicide rate of seniors is up to all-time records.  According to the NY Times suicide in citizens over 50 had increased as much as 60 per cent by 2010 when compared to 1999 figures.  The isolation produced by the social restraints, excuses, and myths that we let rule our lives demonstrate that all of the current social norms are unfortunate at best.  Perhaps suicide has come to be the ultimate individual statement: you really are all by yourself.  Which reminds me of a young local homeless woman who told me once that her grandfather committed suicide while alone in his big house.  It made me ponder, who was better off?  At least she had a community in her homeless camp.

The time has come to work harder for community.  Then, what’s holding us back?  What’s the elephant in the room? — Is it ignorance?  Decreasingly so.  You can find information and articles about cohousing published almost every single day.  Is it shame?   “I would be giving up my ranchette.”   Are we talking about the same ‘ranchette’ you work on till the waning moments, as the myth goes, and then they take you out boots first?  Is it fear of commitment and obligation?  If so, then you really don’t understand cohousing.  Cohousing is not that you have to do things for others, rather it allows you the opportunity to grow to do what you want for, and with, them.  For example, I received an e-mail from the Mountain View group about how they spent a couple of hours reconsidering the heating system, and telling me about what a profound community building conversation that was, it was inspiring.

Our society isn’t conducive to making choices that contradict what is “normal.”  Choosing cohousing isn’t normal, but it’s smart.  And sometimes we have to make choices that are the best for us, even if they aren’t the easiest thing to do.  That is what we tell our children, but we need to listen to the advice ourselves.

When I think about the amazing support the 20 seniors in our community receive, I realize that these were the few willing to look around and ask, What will really make my life easier?  More convenient?  More practical?  More economical?  More interesting?  And more fun?  I’m inclined to respond that it is the obvious ease of relationships, knowing that you’re not alone.

I certainly do not want to overlook the 50 and 60-year-old who move into cohousing because they want to live in a healthy and fun environment.  Like when I went to a concert in Nevada County a month ago, only to meet two cars full of senior cohousers who had carpooled over.  Having neighbors that you can break bread with, and therefore community, is simply essential to your wellness.  Contrast this image of wholeness with how wasteful and deleterious to the well-being of most people the alternatives are, and ponder the self-imposed restraints.  The myths that we live by keep many from considering cohousing (like Wolf Creek) and cohousing-inspired communities (like Phoenix Commons) as an alternative to traditional housing models.

Can I say that growing older is timeless or is that a non sequitur?  If you’re lucky you grow older.  But having a good time with it is no accident.  You have to plan ahead — to “grab the fun” as my daughter Jessie would say — to enjoy what cohousing does for you.  Like, going to a restaurant for dinner and all your friends are there; like, when you get sick, having warm chicken soup brought to you; like, having more help than you need for lifting something heavy; like, enjoying plenty of space for your family to comfortably stay when they come to visit; like, several real belly laughs at every dinner.  Sometimes people annoy you, but you come to realize those are beautiful people, and you realize that they prepared this incredible dinner last night, or they drove to the concert and got me out the door.  What’s in community living for you?  Real life, and a lively life at that.

This is a call to break free of the self inflicted “Oh, that’s not me!”  This is a call to action.  The moment is now; this is the place to be for senior cohousing, and an important reconsideration for community.

Here’s to independently living in community,

— Chuck

(Find out how you too can achieve the kind of community cohousing seniors enjoy every day.  Come be with us at our weeklong creating senior cohousing workshop "Aging Successfully 2014" this October 6-10, 2014 in Nevada City, California.)