Wicked good evening

I had a ton of luck enumerating tonight. It was a perfect evening, so I met a bunch of people outside of their homes doing yard work, etc. I'm finding people to be really friendly so that's nice. There used to be the sweetest elderly man on the street, and everyone on Tower Street knew who he was because he was so friendly, and he used to shuffle up and down the street soooooo slowly. He would always stop, though, and say hello or comment on the weather. I was worried about him because I hadn't seen him in an awfully long time. I interviewed one of his immediate neighbors tonight who informed me that his daughter had taken him away. Place an X in Vacant. Sad face.