My next door neighbor is a preacherman, young just out of the Bible thumping school. He and his very young wife have a motorcycle, they wear jeans. A group of churches owns the house beside ours and their preacher lives there, they get a new one every three years. We have been here through three now, all were very nice folks. Mostly kept to themselves. The first was a single fellow, older, had some great stuff at his yardsale before he moved away. He appreciated really good baking.

Next one was a younger couple with two kids, very nice. He was outgoing and very chatty, she was the church mouse. He was restoring an old pickup truck he got from an Uncle. And he had an old Duster that was his first car that he was restoring next. That man was so busy all the time, I don't know when he had time to be a Dad, but he would find it. Really super nice folks.
Now we have the Motorcycle Preacher we call him. Three very different Men, preached at the same churches. It is amazing the different packages we all come in, could you get a bigger variety?