down_stairs lulie He lives down stairs. I will wave at him, but I still worry. His parents visit almost everyday. His smoke alarm goes off around 5:30, I always here it. He told me that I had mail and he waved. I waved back, thanking him over and over. Sometimes I see him playing with his basketball in the driveway. He has no car. He can't do that. He shouldn't even be in a place by himself. 020602 what's it to you? who go blather from