By Jess Dankenbring “I’m fine right here,” says Mrs. Richardson, from her plastic chair on the front porch. “It’s hard to find places,” she went on. “I don’t want one of those high-rises. I don’t like a lot of people, and I don’t like a high-rise. A high-rise is like being in the hospital—room is Read more about Static Homes, Quiet Lives[…]