So, it was summertime, we had rented a large truck, packed up everything in our condo, bribed my hubby's two brothers to come with us, loaded the truc... and set off.My husband, Roy, has now earned his doctorate and he and I are off to a new life in the South. Glenn and Russ, his two younger brothers, twenty and nineteen, were basically at loose ends anyway, so they were cheap labor.We figured that we would do the trip in two days in the truck; if we'd driven a car, we probably would have done it. The commotion was enough to cause the closest neighbors to peak out the windows. Then the man screamed in agonizing pain. It was almost as though he was weeping and crying and then there was silence. The door opened and Mister O stuck his head out the door for a second.Daisy didn't pay attention to the neighbor peeking out the window, tried not to pay attention from the sounds coming from inside the house and smoked her cigarette. Finally, she turned back to the door and peeked inside, curious. He was given his I.D. before we left today. Hopefully he'll behave better now. He may have been acting out because he was jealous but who knows." Give him his space but don't be cold to him and piss him off. You don't want to make a target of yourself for his antics." Okay, I'll keep clear." Please." I miss you. I'll be glad when you're home again. When are you going to get back?" I wish I could tell you otherwise but I don't see it happening before Monday or Tuesday. There's just too much to. She was detailed and repeated her concern about getting the right wood. Just pieces of oak weren't enough. For such a work of art — when she called it that, I knew no one else was going to touch it — she said they had to match the grain, and even the part of the tree the wood would have come from. She promised she would find it and even had an idea of the right stain to color match the pieces she would be replacing. She described her experience restoring some antiques so well that I made sure.