Back in the day, when I was younger and more foolish, I lived in a wonderful little duplex in Tally called the 5th Ave Bar and Grill. My neighbours in the other half made that experience something that I'll always look back on with a stupid grin. We should have gone to jail. Some of the best parties ever had started with two beers, two lawn chairs and a phone call from other friends. Street football 'til 3am on a Wednesday night, late night feeding frenzies, LOUD Pink Floyd tunes which seemed to attract police like moths, and a million laughs. Good times and wonderful friends.