This story is based on an interview with Amy Leautu, 56, of Bellevue, Washington, an HR analyst for a 911 call center. It has been edited for length and clarity.
Almost every weekday evening after work, my husband, Dominic, 57, and I meet a bunch of neighbors in the bar of our 22-story building. We’re always gossiping and having fun, and we say we are like our own “Cheers” group, after the characters on the 1980s TV show.
It doesn’t matter that some are old enough to be our parents.
We love spending time with them so much. They’re one of the main reasons we moved into the senior living facility in the first place.
The concept only came onto our…
