Kinda sad.

Commencement is tomorrow.  Our neighbors across the road will probably be changing, soon--for the past three years, we've had a very sweet football player from San Diego living there.  He's graduating, this semester.  And he sounded sad and wistful about it, but he's loading up after commencement tomorrow, and going home. 

He's got two roommates.  One graduated last semester, and is also very sweet.  I think he was in track--tall and skinny, with a build for speed rather than the clash of the football field.  I don't think I've ever met a more flamboyantly gay young man, but he's a very good neighbor.  The third boy is much quieter, but just as nice. 

I suppose, with the parents of the football player who's lived across the street from us for three years selling the house, we're likely to get new neighbors.

Here's hoping that the next bunch are as nice.