After my meeting with the colleague, I drove the 10 minutes to our old neighborhood and knocked on Bill and Diane's door. I was lucky to catch both of them home with their dog, Ginger. Both are doing well and as happy as they ever were. Diane suffers from arthritis and some spinal issues and therefore isn't a mobile as she used to be, but they are as peppy as ever. They've expanded their house 12 feet into the backyard and put their kitchen there and Bill's done some awfully impressive work in there. He was preparing to lay new flooring in their front room when I knocked, so I guess he can thank me for the break!
I took one picture of our old house but the sun angle wasn't conducive to much. The old pine tree fell not long after we moved out. The owners have since planted a new tree in the grass. I made sure to include the light pole in the picture because I have many memories...shaking that light pole to the point I swear the top was going to fall off.
It was really nice seeing them again. They both still speak highly of our family and I had to comment, "Do you really remember what it was like?" They did relate that when we first moved in, they saw all these little kids running around and since we looked alike, they figured we were all moving in together. Then they saw us unload the drum set and they looked at each other and said, "Oh no." However, Diane said they never heard it. Does that mean Jason gave up on those drums after moving to California? Fun times; Adam and I ruled the sports world on that circle. Even when it was Will, Sten, and Tim against the two of us, we'd usually win. At everything...football, baseball, and basketball.
By the way, Lindsey, they both said you sing like an angel. As if I didn't already know that.
By the way, pt. 2: I love and miss Jen even though I saw her this morning.