There are 10 houses on our cul-de-sac. Of the ten couples, 7 have lived in their homes for the past 20 to 22 years. Our immediate neighbors to our left is our age and have lived here for three years. My husband’s brother just bought the house across the cul-de-sac from us (going to see it for the first time TOMORROW!!!). They have all been friends all these years, play cards together once a month, play golf every Wednesday, on and on and on. We have owned our home for two years, fulltime for one year. They have accepted us into their circle like family and invite us to all their activities.
We went next door yesterday for appetizers and drinks. During the little gathering, I found out one of our neighbors’ son just retired from Marvel Comics a couple of years ago. He was Spiderman. I was floored. His son was Spiderman. He traveled the world for Marvel dressed as Spiderman promoting and doing events.
Another neighbor, a retired cop from Buffalo, NY who is in his early 80s, holds world records in archery and does triathalons. I golf with his wife.
Yep, I know alot about my neighbors. How long they’ve been married, what they did for a living, where they are from, how they ended up in Florida, what religion they practice, what their children do and how many grands and great grandchildren they have. I love these people.