Because of a single complaint a retirement home has forbidden its residents from common areas.

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Land of the free? Because of a single complaint a retirement home has forbidden its residents from praying in common areas.

The complaining resident, Wanda Hughes told DePetro that she wrote a letter to the property management group because she finds the Rosary to be “an in your face ritual.” In the letter she threatens to bring the issue to the ACLU if it is not addressed.

What I find disgusting is that this person, Wanda Hughes, somehow thinks that just because she doesn’t like prayer she has the right to shut it down. The rights of others mean nothing to her.

What is also disgusting is the cowardice of Brook Village Retirement Home in North Providence, which immediately bowed to her wishes while grinding its fist into the faces of everyone else.



  • The link is broken, but other stories suggest that the ban is ‘temporary’. It shouldn’t be ‘at all’.

    Related story:

    I was a member of a YMCA across from a high school. The Y remodeled the weight room, including a new stereo. Less than a week after the remodel, the stereo was gone. I asked the Director why. She said that people had complained about the music the high school students were playing. Now, I frequented the gym when those students did, and while I wasn’t a fan of the station they chose to play, it wasn’t a burden. I was there to work out, not enjoy the music.

    At the time the Y had about 450 members, so I asked the Director how many people had complained. The conversation went like this:

    Me: How many people complained?

    Her: A few.

    How many, exactly?


    Two people who didn’t happen to like the teenagers music made it impossible for anyone to listen to music. I was dumbstruck. After I recovered, I let her know that I didn’t want to be part of an organization that would let a very small minority dictate terms for the membership. A symbolic gesture, perhaps, but one I felt needed to be made.

  • I am puzzled. The link works for me.

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