Firstly, I've got terrific health care at Washington Clinic, Foggey-Bottom station.
Where I have a serious problem, necessitating that the FBI come after me and get me out of the city, is living poor in DC. I need housing in a black community, preferably by New York Avenue. In the past, black neighborhood kids have harassed me to no end because I'm old and white!
But that's it. The Lutheran Family Services helps me out a lot; I've got terrific contacts largely through the Pentagon; and I could be more useful there. It's true one common complaint is that I don't toe any political line--I can't be trusted. It's true; but given the present circumstance that my recommendations have proven useful to the establishment, they've come my way so far.
Well, I don't expect I'll be back in Washington, DC, but I thought I'd share what it would take for me to succeed there.
The ideal is if I could be housed at St. Stephen's parish in Columbia Heights. I got talking to the Sexton and I think he said he lived there. And, in years past I knew the Rector from North Carolina.
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