To my neighbors, who are a pretty cool couple. The three years I lived in Courthouse I never knew any of my neighbors except through outside agencies (such as when goodeats lived in my building) but last night Marshall and I sat outside grilling and smoking cigars with my neighbor, and it's good to have neighbors you can hang out with.
Also, we got to name the fat ole raccoon Charles, and then Marshall scared Charles up the tree where we were sitting, and he didn't fall back down on us, so that was a good thing.
