Readers! Here’s a question I’d love you to weigh in on — as would the writer, Maya. (And — totally off topic but too cool for me not to mention is that when I saw Maya’s unusual last name I asked her if she could possibly be related to a woman who shared it named Marie who, about 70 years ago, was my father’s mentor, teaching him interior design in Chicago. So Maya went and found her husband’s family tree and there on one of the branches was his great aunt, born 1900, in the Chicago suburb of Evanston. Name: Marie. Profession: Interior designer!) – L.
Dear Free-Range Kids: My husband died a few months ago, and after I do a possibly-crazy 3-6 month long road trip with my 20-month-old, I’m going to relocate. As a sole parent, I’m going to have to be even more Free-Range than I may have been otherwise. It seems that half the battle is settling in a neighborhood that already has Free-Range tendencies. I’m looking for tips on how to spot a Free-Range neighborhood, especially when you don’t know anyone and have to look for outward signs, or do some investigating that won’t get you arrested.