Had neighbors, was really good friends with them. Went over to the house quite a bit over the years. As I got to know them better, I was over at their place all the time. Was like a second home. And one day, they moved. New neighbors seemed pretty nice. They invited me over for dinner for the first time and it was a bit off. I mean, I had been in that house a thousand times over the years, but it just seemed so different.