Chapter 3: Buddy Check

While driving west of Boston through the woodland hills of Massachusetts, I sat behind Driver Brian listening to him speak with the soccer player from Boston. “Where did you live when you were a kid?” she asked him earnestly.

“In a cooperative,” he informed her.

“Is that like a commune?” she asked.

“Ha!” he laughed. “I should hope not.” His eyes lit up with his smile. “A cooperative is a place you live with other people, typically in a place you could never afford yourself, but instead of owning your digs, you share the whole property. It’s a bit like rent control.”

“Like a condo?” she questioned.

“Not really,” he informed her. “We were all about sharing resources with our neighbors. We lived in a yurt on a communal farm in Cupertino.

“Hell yeah,” said the soccer pl ...