Why the abode we dwell in is not just called a "house." We need an extra word. That word is "home." | Provided This is our last night at 400 Home. Or, as it has been known more formally to a long line of Blue Cab drivers, lost delivery persons, and first-time guests: 400 Home, the Corner of Home and Washington. From room to room, snaking through doorways into hallways, up and down stairs, on tables and floors, brown moving boxes are sealed and labeled and stacked. They line up in all sizes.
