This story was written about a man that lost his wife and chose to work in a place for adults with disabilities. He seemed to want to tell this story as a confession about how he saw his wife. He talks about how he didn’t miss her when she died and how he felt better that all her things were gone from the house. As if he only wants to remember his memories of her but nothing physical. Maybe this is because his wife was so materialistic that it had made him sick, just like it did at the end of the story when Paul was being materialistic on his birthday. The man doesn’t change throughout the story, but he talks about how his life changed in the past. He talks about how the people in the adult facility were different in how they acted, but he was different and weird too. He said he would rather be around disabled people than other human beings. I think the meaning of the story that the writer is trying to give us would be that everyone has a different place they fit in at. The man fits in best around disabled people because he isn’t liked by other people. He is a hero or a friend to his patients, but in the normal world he is alone.
“No Place For Good People”
Mar 11th, 2021 by newman21
I didn’t see it as a confession at first, but now I can see it. I see the link between the confession and how horrible of a family man he has been. If the materialistic tendencies made him sick though, I wonder why he had so many succulents. He refers to them as his perfect little children, so I wonder if it’s his form of “normal” socialization (the only life forms he needs around him. Aka: doesn’t talk or move or need much attention) and the simpler the better for him.