Neighbors are Moving

The neighbors across the street are moving because they have sold their house. (The Biden yard sign didn’t influence anyone, I imagine.) They’ve been our neighbors since 1988. I still don’t know their names. The husband is Gary … something that starts with a V or an R.

Here are the names of some of our other neighbors:

  • Neighbors over there (waves hands to the right)
  • Cookie’s parents (Cookie the poodle has been dead for decades.)
  • Witness Protection (nod to the left).
  • Crazy neighbor
  • Son of crazy neighbor

We do have a couple whose full names I actually know. And why do I know their names? Because they’re written down, one in a text and one in a letter permitting me to trim part of their tree. That letter even gives their last name. Wow.

I vow to speak to the new neighbors and write down their names.


One response to “Neighbors are Moving”

  1. KC – I have given my cell number to neighbors when we go on extended vacations. I really doubt they still have it.
    Arlene – I think you are right: my mom worked after we came back from Texas and her attitude about neighbors changed dramatically.

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