I do. I've been mostly lucky with neighbors, whether in an apartment or after I traded up to a house. My first apartment was rented from a cool college professor; I'm still in touch with him. My second apartment was in Delaware and amazingly, I found myself living next to a girl I went to high school with in NJ and a drug dealer in law school. That was weird. Then I lived next to a gay couple; they were nice. My blip with abnormal people as neighbors came next. They were OK for a while...a married older couple. The husband was handy and retired; he'd help me out with stuff once in a while. The wife was best described as 'simple'...quiet and mousy. When the husband died, the drug-using daughter moved home. That's when things got strange. People would see her coming out of the nearby woods with a sleeping bag, all soaked and dirty. She got a dinosaur Cadillac somewhere and painted it with pale pink house paint. The cops showed up a few times, late at night. And my house got broken into while I was on a trip. Of course the cops went to the druggie's house first, but nothing ever came of it. She did a lot of damage to windows and finally the sliding glass door, but actually stole very little. I moved not long after that.
Now that I'm "in the country", it's a little harder to get to know neighbors because of the distance between us. You don't just see people in the yard and talk over the fence. They wave going by in their cars. But there is a cool couple living across the street that I know pretty well. The husband is very funny. He talks a blue streak and when his wife is gone he's climbing on the roof and doing other things she'd never let him do if she were home. And she's an ex-teacher so nothing gets by her! I often think it'd be nice to know more of the neighbors, but I've come to love my space too.
Now that I'm "in the country", it's a little harder to get to know neighbors because of the distance between us. You don't just see people in the yard and talk over the fence. They wave going by in their cars. But there is a cool couple living across the street that I know pretty well. The husband is very funny. He talks a blue streak and when his wife is gone he's climbing on the roof and doing other things she'd never let him do if she were home. And she's an ex-teacher so nothing gets by her! I often think it'd be nice to know more of the neighbors, but I've come to love my space too.