As of the 15th, I will no longer be living on Sesame Street. I am sad to leave all my muppet pals, but life goes on. I will miss my most of my neighbors that I have known for my whole life. I will miss three people really well make it five.
I will miss Barry and Mary. The gossips at the other end of the street. Barry is always willing to shoot out the tires of the stupid assholes who speed down the street. If he even hears a speeding car, someone peeling out or just being an asshole, he will come out with his "peace maker" and solve any problem. Even though this man is well into his 80's he still has everything upstairs. Mary, who knows everyones business. If she doesn't know you, she will come over and find out everything about you. She is always good for the latest news on people.
Then there is Jean. Good old Jean. She is always good for a beer and a good talk about life. In her 80's also, she still knows her shit. That and she can drink me and my Mom under the table. She always had great stories about when she was growing up during the Depression. She has been through two husbands and also buried a Son recently, she keeps on going. All though her age is catching up to her, she still goes. I think I will miss her the most. She has been a great friend, neighbor and Jean is like family. She moved in when I was 8 or 9. She still talks about when I was little and I would get up early in the morning and make amazing blanket forts on the clothes line. That or I was up in some tree and she would tell me to get down before I fell.
Jonsey, what can I say about him. A good friend and is always willing to help me or James with anything. Even though his is the drunk of the street, he is the neighborhood watch. He will let anyone know not to mess with anybodys stuff. He always helps everyone out on the street. Be it, mowing your lawn for a 6 pack or cleaning out your garage. He works for beer. Of all our friends, he is the only one willing to help us move and clean out our house.
Lastly, Keith. I have really known him my whole life. He remembers things from when I was Bryanna's age. Although I really don't remember, he is always good for an embarrassing story. We had plenty of good talks when we went walking when it was warm. He is getting wise in his old age, and is a good person to go to for advice.
Now that I am moving, I will have to change the name of my blog. I don't know what that will be yet. Life on Sesame Street, just wont cut it if I'm not living on Sesame Street. Since I am moving into an old house I might rename my blog Life in This Old house. I don't know yet. After I settle in and get things together, then I might be able to come up with a title.