Can`t we just get along?Or,at least be considerate?It`s not like we`re in the middle of 100 acres.My 55 up on the mountain is calling
.The daughter used to catch the school bus from my place,They`d borrow salt,sugar,coffee,anything they ran short on.They all hung in my yard because I had swings of all sorts,zip line,every pedal toy and scooter you can imagine,a slab`n`hoop(basketball),feed them snacks and drinks all day,watch movies,and all that while their parents layed around.I gave them bikes,I put siding on that grey shed with my materials for free,and by my son wasn`t allowed over at their place.
Oh...I put that ladder away today.
