We are good friends with the neighbors on one side of us. They had one daughter when we moved in and now have two, the youngest being about 4 1/2, the oldest 9 1/2.
On the other side of us, it's always been a bit of a mystery. There was, I believe, a couple living there when we first moved in. I never met them. John spoke with the woman once to point out the poison ivy between the yards. That's it.
After we'd been there maybe two years, the house was up for sale. It's one of those houses in Amherst that were sinking (which is funny because ours is not, but that's how this sinking home issue seems to have played out from what I've read about it) so it needed about $20,000 of foundational repairs. Not surprising that they moved and the house stood vacant, unsold, for about two years.
Then finally someone bought the house. We were curious. All right. We were nosy. John spoke with the new owner a couple of times and I spoke with him once. It was a longish conversation with his little girl, too, sometime during Nora's first summer. He seemed a really nice guy and I was happy to potentially have neighbors we could interact with. But we really never saw them. Never saw his daughter again. His truck was often in the driveway and he'd frequently honk and wave when he'd drive by. But honestly, it's been so long since that one time I spoke with him, that I don't think I'd recognize him. I'm bad with faces, though.
Well, there was a big arrest made the other day of the leader of some major cocaine ring. Guess who the guy was. And they arrested him at the house and found over $100,000 in cash. At some property of his in Buffalo, they found a substantial amount of cocaine and evidence that there was a lot more.
Not sure if the property next to us was seized at all. So beyond the obvious concerns, I'm sure the neighborhood is going to want to know who's going to be mowing the lawn this summer.
I wonder who will move in next.
On the other side of us, it's always been a bit of a mystery. There was, I believe, a couple living there when we first moved in. I never met them. John spoke with the woman once to point out the poison ivy between the yards. That's it.
After we'd been there maybe two years, the house was up for sale. It's one of those houses in Amherst that were sinking (which is funny because ours is not, but that's how this sinking home issue seems to have played out from what I've read about it) so it needed about $20,000 of foundational repairs. Not surprising that they moved and the house stood vacant, unsold, for about two years.
Then finally someone bought the house. We were curious. All right. We were nosy. John spoke with the new owner a couple of times and I spoke with him once. It was a longish conversation with his little girl, too, sometime during Nora's first summer. He seemed a really nice guy and I was happy to potentially have neighbors we could interact with. But we really never saw them. Never saw his daughter again. His truck was often in the driveway and he'd frequently honk and wave when he'd drive by. But honestly, it's been so long since that one time I spoke with him, that I don't think I'd recognize him. I'm bad with faces, though.
Well, there was a big arrest made the other day of the leader of some major cocaine ring. Guess who the guy was. And they arrested him at the house and found over $100,000 in cash. At some property of his in Buffalo, they found a substantial amount of cocaine and evidence that there was a lot more.
Not sure if the property next to us was seized at all. So beyond the obvious concerns, I'm sure the neighborhood is going to want to know who's going to be mowing the lawn this summer.
I wonder who will move in next.
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