Almost five years ago, we met Bob Clark. We called a realtor about a house we were interested in looking at. We drove over to the house on Mariposa Grande and saw a man standing out in front of the house wearing shorts, buttoned down shirt, and baseball cap. Not your typical realtor look. There was no car in the driveway so we were unsure how he got there. We looked at the house, liked it and asked if he knew much about the neighbors. He smiled and admitted he lived directly across the street. He not only was selling the house but also interviewing potential neighbors. We must have passed the test because we bought the house and grew fonder of our new neighbor Bob. He is a huge sports fan, particularly baseball, and got a kick out of Alex's endless sports knowledge. It was wonderful to have a neighbor who kept an eye on things and tolerated your three kids harrassing him (in a good way) all the time.
We recently talked with Bob and he told us he rediscovered a collection of plastic baseball hats he had once hung in his son's room when he was young. He thought the boys would enjoy them and so they were packaged and sent to Idaho. They arrived last week and the boys are in heaven. He didn't forget Syd and added a few things for her too. My heart was overwhelmed with gratitude for good friends who go the extra mile. We pray for Bob every night. He is currently undergoing his third round of chemotherapy for cancer and we wish him the speediest recovery possible.
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