Bad Place?

Last night we had the pleasure to go to a dear friend's, daughter's wedding reception.  When telling Adelle about it I asked her if she remembered George and Marianne.  She thought about it for a minute and said:

"Yeah they lived in that bad place with a swimming pool."

A little background about the bad place with a swimming pool.  When Scott and I were first married we owned a one bedroom condo in South Salt Lake.  We brought Adelle home there and were a month and half short of bringing Lilly home there.  But we had all sorts of strange and dangerous people living in our "gated" community.

The best one was the drug dealer that lived under, and next door to the South of us.  He would prop open our "gate" and allow his ethnic "nieces and nephews" to come and visit at all hours of the night.  There was one time Scott and George (our neighbor) chased down the drug "delivery girl" until the cops came to and picked her up.

So yeah it was a bad place, but we made good friends there and were so happy to see them last night!