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In reply to the discussion: Any weird neighbor stories? [View all]callous taoboy
(4,797 posts)The doctor was Spanish. The boy I used to play with had a genius I.Q., had a nervous breakdown during his high school years and during that period I hardly ever saw him outside the house. When we were little, he had an amazing collection of Hot Wheel cars and all kinds of building toys, so we would spend hours creating amazing cities in his room and then making up stories as we drove around our city. I remember the doctor being very sedated, hardly ever spoke, spent a lot of his time in a darkened bed room. I always thought that was odd, especially since I came from a pretty gregarious and fun family. The mom was kind, but I always had the feeling that she was the long-suffering type of woman. My theory later on became that the doctor might have been addicted to something. He did used to throw an elaborate Easter egg hunt, in their house, and I was always invited to join in. The grand prize was the black egg containing a $100 bill.
Yeah, I've heard that dentistry is a high-suicide profession. I would not want to involve myself with other peoples' mouths day to day.