Years

Across the street were Mr. and Mrs. Years. They were the most laid back and kindest people I had ever met. I have no idea what either of them did for a living, though they did have a barn and some horses - Trudy, a thoroughbred I believe, and Fella, a draft horse of some sort. Rita (my sister) learned to ride. I rode Fella, once, though for a slow walk. Horses were quite intimidating to me back then. They still are, come to think of it. I'm much more confident on a motorcycle, thank you. At some point I acquired 2 guinea pigs as pets, and I would occasionally buy hay for their hutch from Mr. Years for 50 cents a bail. Dennis & I did spend one overnight at the Years' house for reasons I still have no idea. Golly, it was boring. Mr. & Mrs. Years, were WAY too mellow for our taste, though Dennis & I were polite, respectful, and appreciative. We did each get a chocolate chip cookie with our breakfast, which was different.