At the blocks Conrad baked cookies for the neighbors, brought them jams and jellies, but only rarely joined the social summer evenings with the other parents to watch the kids roll on their bikes.

we happened to move Into this cul-de-sac with wonderful people. We loved the view, we liked the neighbors so we chose this place. But the new neighbors were a gift. Open, kind, friendly, all of them parents of the same age kids. These are the good old days. Happening as we speak.