I go back to Tennessee, and it just makes me sick. When we moved there it was a farming communitee. Fields, pastures, and wooded land everywhere. We moved into an old farm house, and my best friend Larry (the one I visit every year in Florida) lived across the cow pasture. It was a good mile across that pasture to his house from mine. Today the entire area has been turned into a cuty, and the subdivisions are no longer half acre lots. The houses are like 20 feet apart. Close together and small. Wal-mart built a store where I used to hunt Deer and Phasant. The little creek where we caught crawdads and minnows got filled in for a new Library. The subdivision where a buddy lived got bought by a developer. The houses were built in the 50s, and were getting old. He tore them all down and put up four houses on each lot. Them folks ain't got a yard. One of my nieces lives there. Her kitchen window, and bedroom window looks directly into the neighbors windows. Went to the kitchen for some water. Looked out the window above the sink. there was the neighbors wife running around the house, topless. Carrie said that is common, she is like that all the time.