A Bittersweet Thanksgiving

 Last month, a "For Sale" sign appeared in the front yard of one of our next door neighbors.

 When we moved into our house, this couplehad already lived in their house for many years.  At the time we moved in, their youngest son (I think) was finishing up high school.  The man was a retired telephone lineman and his wife was a retired librarian.  

They were the best neighbors you could have had.

Both died, several years ago, from dementia and other old age ailments.   More recently,  I blogged about the current owner, their youngest son, "C",

The family had wanted to keep the house but "C" was moving out of state to take a new job, and had put it on the market this past fall.

On November 11, I saw several members of the family going in and out of the house.  I walked over and spoke to one of the original couple's in laws, and a little later, "C".  I had known about C's difficulties in trying to rent the house.  Let's just say the last tenant, especially,  caused them major problems,  One thing led to another.  For part of last year and this year, some relatives were able to move in temporarily.  But finally, C made the decision to sell

"C" told me the house had been sold and the closing would be in the near future.

I have so many memories connected to the original couple.  And, my son had bonded with "C".  C taught my son so much, including skills coming in handy as my son has become a homeowner.

This Thanksgiving will be bittersweet.  I've probably seen C and others of his family for the last time.  His family has been in my life, in some way, for almost 40 years.

But nothing is as constant as change.

I just hope the people who buy the house are good people, too.