How well do you know your neighbors?

I don't know any of my current neighbors.

I live in a culdesac so I figured I would be able to get to know my neighbors somewhat, but I was wrong!

When I was a kid I had quite a few neighbors. There was a black family to the right that had no children, some mexicans to the left and in front, a white family to the left of them, and heading out of the street there were some more whites.

The black family eventually moved away after being there for only a year or so because some angry KKK-like people came by and ransacked their house one night when they were gone, and left a bunch of racist comments on their house, along with much defecation. This house remained empty until an illegal immigrant stumbled upon it 3 years ago, and it has since become a temporary house for illegal immigrants to stow away in until they find another place to live. They speak no English and their Spanish is actually horrendous, so no one bothers to talk to them.

The white family moved out because they had no choice. One of the people in their household was a bit mentally unstable and he set the kitchen on fire and it burned their entire house down. They left and that house eventually got rebuilt 5 years ago and another white family moved in. However they too are moving out because their daughter dropped out of college and is marrying someone they do not approve of so they are selling the house. While they were living in it though their tree broke and fell on top of their house and pretty much split it in half (they fixed it though). There was much anger and panic when it occurred.

The mexicans on the left just disappeared for no reason, and a old family moved in. They never come outside unless it's to mow the lawn or get the mail.

The mexicans in front moved out just recently, and only because the husband got a better paying job so they were forced to move. It's kind of crappy because they were probably the only neighbors I got to know since their children were a few years younger than me, and we kind of settled in around the same time. The house is currently inhabited by some very mean people who feel like everyone is out to get them and constantly make complaints to the neighborhood committee.

There used to be some white folk near the stop sign where you left the culdesac, but they left when I was very young because their daughters were curious and decided to dial up a sex hotline and charged about $6000, last thing I remember about them was that they were trying to change their identities so they wouldn't have to deal with it.

How ya doing, buddy?