I was fortunate enough to have a relative live a few homes up the road. He was my uncle. He was a great friend and i spent alot of time with him over the years. We grew very close as he offered me in for coffee very often. We done the same and offered them into our home as well. My uncle and his wife struggled with a hyperactive differently abled son. For petes sakes this guy was like a bear. Aweful strong guy.They tried to steer him as an adult in lifes correct direction as best as they could. And was showing the son how to work on small engines to keep him occupied and busy. And foremost to stay out of trouble. They were very poor people that lived a very simple life. And made a goldmine of love out of nothing. Well somewhere near four years ago this was. We have a small older mobile home with a garage nextdoor to our house. It had been rented by people coming and going throughout the years. The land owner or landlord of the premises passed away with cancer. She was a great neighbor. Very peaceful quite,friendly and with a big warm fuzzy heart. Anyways this mobile home property borders ours. On the West side of our house. And is about fifty yards away approxemately to our home. The bedrooms area of our home resides in the same direction. The way our home is constructed.
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