I know all of my neighbors on my dead-end street (Drew, Jeff, Tony and Daniel), except for the folks up facing the highway in houses on each side of our street.

Yesterday I met one of them as she drove up and down looking for her dog. A cute young lady, a good contribution to a neighborhood full of frumpy old guys. She told me her name but I've forgotten, since that was yesterday.

Today I saw her walking down our street, barefooted, on a misty afternoon, calling out for her lost dog. I believe it's name is GaGa.

I wanted to invite her in for a drink, or a smoke, get to know what's up? But I didn't, it probably would have been perceived as creepy. I am the oldest man in Lawrenceburg, TN, after all.

Daniel said she lives there with her fiance. She is his next door neighbor and I believe he said he talked with her once.

Anyway, summer will be here soon, hot days, walking her hopefully found dog, in skimpy outfits, for our entertainment. Ok, that was creepy, but I make no apologies, this street needs help!