It looks like two people on the outskirts of my life have moved on: the Physical Therapist and the contact at the Property Management Agency. Both have "struck out on [their] own." I wisely never trusted either of them. They are New People.
On the other hand, I am growing fonder and fonder of my Old Person, Gary, particularly because he is old. Every problem I have, he has overcome. Work difficulties? Had them. Health problems? Had them. Had them and has advice.
I wonder how my Mom managed when both her husbands were younger than she. It's nice to have an Old and Older Friend.