Growing up, one of the most vivid memories of my life is sprinting the half a block to my friend Rob's house. I would call him up, make some sketchy plans and be there before he hung up the phone. The hours we would spend at his place, making time machines (I still don't know how we would have gotten that flux capacitor to fit in the dishwasher - don't even get me started on 88 mph or 1.21 gigawatts.), jumping on the trampoline (though how we survived the orange death-trap, I'm not sure), playing Intellivision (my most memorable moment of this was when I got the house's high-score on Frog Bog - all five minutes of my glory), playing D&D (although I have NO idea how long it took to convince me that Cameron was not going to kill me if my elf ran out of HP - that's why they suggest the game for 10 and up) or playing cards in the camper - it was my second home, Mr. and Mrs. Leddy my second set of parents.
We also spent a great deal of time at my house, playing Intellivision, playing Nintendo, playing D&D, just sitting around talking (what can I say? I didn't have a dishwasher on my driveway or a trampoline in the back yard.) Growing up, Rob and I were inseperable.
Well, it turns out that my friend Rob just finalized the purchase of a condo in my complex. He'll actually be closer than he was before, even if we won't have all the time we had before to laze about. This also means that I'll get to keep a closer watch on my god-daughters, Aurora, Sydney and Giorgianna. I've been too absent from their lives and I miss them. Now I get to see them whenever I want to. "... and the Liam saw that this was good."
Welcome to the neighbourhood, Leddy family. (How would one pluralize Leddy? Leddy's? Leddies? Leddys? This is a question that has stymied me since Rob was Robbie and my dad was asking an 8-year-old about his love-life.)