“We are all glad that weirdo moved out.”

I love you and your cute kids

You and your adorable children are a joy to have on our street, in our neighborhood of good people who help and befriend each other. Your love for your children is evident when you play with them in the yard. I love sitting on my deck with a beer and listening to the happy laughter of kids playing. I’m also happy you got some money from your father to make life, bills and raising beautiful children easier. I’m also glad for you that your Dad helped you get a good job.  

If you came to our street you would see the sunshine on the trees, smell barbecue grill smoke, hear a lawn mower and smell that fresh cut grass smell. Kids are playing baseball and Joey is in the driveway with his Mustang, rock music on the radio while he changes the oil. His girlfriend, who has great legs and curly blonde hair, is sitting in a lawn chair with a Diet Coke. We have a wonderful street, with good neighbors. We watch each other’s kids There’s a little old lady without any family in the little white house at the end of the street. Everyone on our street takes turns on the weekend, doing her food shopping for her and our teenage kids do her yard work and household chores on Saturday.

My wife is making her great potato salad….we’re going over to our next door neighbors for a cook out. A bunch of families and their cute kids are coming, everyone brings a dish or dessert, we eat and laugh until it gets dark, then we all go to our houses….on a nice street with good people who work hard, care for each other and have made our street a little piece of Heaven.

We are all glad that weirdo moved out. The one who made no friends and had a sour look on his face all the time. We all tried to be friendly at first, but gave up- there was obviously something really wrong with him, like one of those nasty people who finds no happiness in life. He really didn’t fit in here….