So, how ’bout that weekend? I thought I was lost.

There are 13 houses on our block. Nine of them are vacant most of the year. But almost half of my summer neighbors had come down, opened their houses and were out doing spring cleanup. I was talking to neighbors. It was culture shock. I must have sounded like an idiot. The only time there had been this many people on my street in the last six months was when the water main broke. Where the hell was I?