Seniority.....

This is a very short street....two blocks but one block is really an alley with no homes at all so we are really only one short block ‘n we’re the only house on this side of the street ....well, there is a house next door but the owner died a few months ago ‘n her children seem to have little or no interest in the property...I s’pect they’ll sell it one of these days...in the meantime, the old house is deteriorating day by day....it was built in 1900, the same as our house, ‘n by the same builders, at least according to old Mr. Beauchamp who used to live across the street....he told me he was a boy when the houses were being built ‘n his father was one of the workers....the Beauchamps ended up owning the property across the street and built two homes there...Mr. Beauchamp told me that when the last oak tree on his property died, so would he ‘n that’s exactly the way it happened...after Mr ‘n Mrs Beauchamp died, their son inherited the property ‘n promptly sold it off...it’s changed hands a couple times ‘n now some developers own it ‘n I s’poze at some future date when the economy improves, they’ll build there....of course, given the state of the economy ‘n the scope of Obamas dream, that may never happen....
Anyways, what I was gonna point out at the beginning of this mish-mash, is that I have now become the oldest inhabitant of this little street...in other words, I have seniority....’n that is something I never, ever thought would happen in any category.....