One of my neighbors knew my MIL for decades. When we came here to take care of MIL because she had dementia, the neighbor kept insisting that nothing was wrong with her. It was so hard for me to hear this from him as I watched MIL slip away. DH grew up knowing this guy and he explained it away by saying that the neighbor was afraid that he too was getting older and had no one to take care of him. So I bit my tongue and walked away even though it would have helped tremendously if he had noticed enough to call us when we lived 3000 miles away to tell us that something was wrong with MIL. Today, he stops me to talk. We chat for a bit and he asks me what we're building in the driveway. I tell him that they're chicken tractors and what we plan to do with them. What does he say to me? "I didn't know that you had chickens." Hunnh? We have 12 chickens, two guinea hens and three turkeys fifteen feet from this guy's property. We've been doing this for two years. I have never met someone so unobservant in my life. How do you suppose he functions? (His eyesight is just fine by the way) Oh, and he's a high school guidance counselor.