This morning after breakfast Marjorie and I rode the elevator up to the third floor without incident.
A few minutes later I tried to use it to go down.  No dice.   I checked everything I thought.  I called and left a msg with ESC Elevator. And heard nothing could happen until Tuesday (what if we were stuck in the elevator?? ).  Some neighbors came up to help.  I was out shopping. They discovered to my surprise, that the “Stop” button was on.  Tis a puzzlement.  I thought I knew what “off” looked like. Apparently, I had a brain f—t and didn’t see the obvious. 

 Bottom line———. All is well now When you understand that life is a continuing sitcom “ journeys” become rather routine.  We ‘re quite pleased that we won’t be spending Christmas sans elevator. Even though I demonstrated my ineptness and stupidity to the whole neighborhood. Yay!