When new people moved in across the road from us several years ago, my husband Steve and I went over and introduced ourselves.  The new neighbors were a middle-aged couple and their adult son.  Since they said they owned a car repair shop in town, from that point on Steve and I referred to them in private as the Mechanics.  We have private names for all of our neighbors.  We call one the Golfer because he likes to golf in our field.  We call another Chipper Shredder because he is always cutting things down and running them through a chipper.  Steve and I welcomed the Mechanics to the neighborhood; something we would not have done if we had known what was to come. Continue reading →