Wifey and I started married life in a trailer. It may sound awful, but we liked it. The trailer was parked at the edge of eleven acres of woods. It was nice. At the end of our trailer, at the very edge of the woods, were a persimmon tree and a mulberry tree. The raccoons held bacchanalias on our roof every fall when the fruit was ripe. And then one summer the tulip tree at the other end of our trailer was full of horrible screeching bats. We liked living there and so did the wildlife.