TALES – I Want to Live Alone on an Island
In the fall of 2012, for a myriad of reasons I’ll go into another time, I signed a six month lease for a house on an island on the third largest lake in Ohio. In the summer the house was rented by the week to vacationing midwesterners, but through the frozen winter months the landlord dropped the rent low enough for someone to live there; a hermit to keep the pipes from freezing.
At the time I was working three days a week and wanted nothing more than…