Amazing how when one lives in a place for 20 years, neighbors become friends. Yes, finally I have lived in one house for 20 years. Even when I was a kid I think the longest we lived anywhere was 12 years, and I cried and cried when we moved not wanting the change that was better for the family and only thinking of myself. Of course all of my moves were for betterment, even when I moved here.
But don't think I came here with the idea this was permanent and forever. As Marie said "what have you got to lose?" and that was true, My job would be the same only in Sacramento, my house would be larger and newer, my kids had moved away from me already, Marie and I agreed to visit with each other regularly, and so here I came for a few years, maybe months. After all, moving would afford me the opportunities of NorCal even if it didn't work out with Jack.
And now? Now I am so settled in with Jack, with Northern California, with my family all around me. And we have made so many friends, and neighbors? What neighbors? They're all friends too.