The Story: Adventures of the 14-14

Our first apartment was #1414 and we had many adventures there! Getting settled in as newlyweds, learning how to share space, and learning each others "quirks".   The first few months were definitely an adjustment for us, but many memories were made. One thing that really made this place memorable was the wonderful neighbor we had living above us, and I mean WONDERFUL...... or peculiar is a better word perhaps?  We have many stories that involve her that  made our short but wonderful stay there that much more exciting! I'd hear her vacuuming and stomping around when I'd get up for work at 4:00am, her loud evenings with friends or new found strangers?? She came down one day to apologize for all the noise she had been making (she'd had multiple complaints made about her loud evenings) she made sure we knew she could hear the people above her so she always tried to tip-toe around her apartment. Really you call those stomps tip-toeing?  Well anyhow, we were the nice neighbors being all forgiving and then I swear after that she cranked up the weirdness. Here are a few of our experiences. One day she ran into Daniel and told him that she was going to start giving piano lessons and that if either of us were interested to let her know.  Then suddenly she had an electric keyboard she was always playing on.  One day Daniel told me he heard her play the chorus of the Indiana Jones theme song for about an hour straight, she played her keyboard none stop, needless to say this was out on her deck-not muffled by apartment walls.  Maybe this was her idea of promoting her new business? She then caught me one early morning as I was headed to work and told me she was moving (aka being kicked out-come to find out), but not to worry cause she would be back to teach.  Teach what exactly?? She also informed me she rescued a homeless man that was going to help her pack and move her things. This homeless man then wandered around our complex for days and then she kicked him out of her apartment. I think he stole some of her alcohol... Not exactly sure what happened there- he seemed like a fine pick ;)  On another occasion Daniel and I had loaded something up in his truck in front of our complex and just as we were headed off I hear her yelling "Kathryn, Kathryn wait" so we stopped.  Quickly she throws this box on my lap through the window and says, "here's a present for you guys, love ya" and turns around and leaves. This present wasn't so much a present.  It was a box with some old family photos, and screwdriver, a bay area source book from years ago, sheet music, and other odds and ends.  One other experience I remember was we had some friends over for dinner and to hang out, once they left I got a text that said "Look outside."  She was right outside our patio playing on her keyboard with a tip jar on her table. P.S. this was at 10 or 11 at night, probably not many passer-byes?
Well, needless to say we enjoyed the memories we made with her and all the great people we met while living there.  We miss the area and the wonderful ward we were apart off.