When I was growing up, I had an ★old neighbor1 named Dr. Gibbs. He didn't look like any doctor I'd ever known. Every time I saw him, he wore ★denim overalls2 and a straw hat, the front brim of which was green sunglass plastic. He smiled a lot, a smile that matched his hat-old and crinkly and well worn. He never yelled at us for playing in his yard. I remember him as someone who was a lot ★nicer than circumstances warranted3.