VISIT WITH NEIGHBORS TO 839

Blythe walked around and drove our truck to where I was standing.  I suggested we drive over to Pelanconi Park where I played as a child.  There was a baseball field with bleachers on the North end and a playground on the South end.  We parked and strolled around the park...talking.  "Blythe, I don't know about you but I feel so lost in life.  I remember back to when you worked and when you came home, we had our wine and talking session on your veranda."   On a whim, I opened my own clinic and shut it down a short time later.  You went to school and got your Private Investigator License and we worked together on one case.  Then we got tired of that.  It is almost a curse that both of us have alot of money..we don't have to work and so here we are poking around in the past...trying to find something.  I take the blame for scrwing up your life...you were happy before we met, and now I have lured you into an open sea and we have no compass."    Her response was:  "Bob, I was not complete before we met.  I was empty.  Nothing is your fault because there is no fault....we are just mariners trying to find our Island.  This is interesting to me...you are interesting...you seem to draw unusual things our way....like the man who entered your old home...no big deal..but you made an interesting deal out of it....when we investigated that wacko lady, that was real interesting...nothing boring about you at all..my investigation license is still valid in California...let's see if you can create another thriller for us.....let's approach the neighbors to 839 and see if they have any info to offer in the course of investigation about the house for sale...."   I replied :  "Nothing else to do...I have a few other places in town I want to take you, but your idea fascinates me....I may have told you this, but Bob Key was an onery and fun guy for being so old...his hobby  was freiking people out.....one time he got in contact with a real estate lady and told her he wanted a house in a neighborhood near my emementery school.  She showed him a really nice and large house and he began acting real strange....when they went into one of the bathrooms, he got down on his knees and sniffed the bowl of the toilet....he asked her if it could handle large objects....she tried to maintain her composure and asked how many members to his family...he told her he was single, but there would be at least four ladies and the madame.  She drove him back to her office and made him sit in the back seat, where he sang to her.  She parked her car and ran into her office leaving him sitting in the back seat and just shaking with laughter."    Blythe said, "Sounds like fun, let's be a team and do things like that too."   It was at that time I wondered again how I passed the state test to practice Psychology.  This is because Blythe's idea appealed to me...both of us like to laugh....sooo...we put our heads together and began to map out our first gag.....But, first, we needed to talk to the neighbors and try to find out who the man was that showed up.....(to be continued)