We live in a neighborhood uniquely designed for trick or treating. The people that live here are people that have money, they give out the good treats, no cow tails or candy corn in this neighborhood. Secondly, it is a perfect mix of older people and younger. Lots of children and lots of grandparent types that want to make them happy.
What I find interesting about this neighborhood is how difficult it is becoming to get into. It is an exclusive neighborhood that almost seems to have its own set of rules. Something I have started to think of as the Norfolk Academy / Princess Anne Pipeline. Now not everyone in the neighborhood is a private school kid and not everyone is a member of the country club, but enough are that it is those that feel in charge of the neighborhood’s identity.
In a normal neighborhood people move in and move out. Houses go on the market and come off of it. New neighbors are a common occurrence. While houses came on the market a little more infrequently in this neighborhood they still came on the market. All of a sudden this neighborhood feels like a fiefdom. With the only way in to have family already in the neighborhood.
The mix of old and young in this neighborhood is because the parents that live here are buying their children homes in this neighborhood and if a house does come on the market it is off in a day or two.
I like my house and we have good neighbors. Our direct neighbors are very nice. The people we wait with at the bus stop are nice. But the majority of the underling current of this neighborhood are wealthy, somewhat entitled, people. Very nice on the surface, but who definitely think they are better than you.
David Huzzard Writes 