Today is National Neighbor Day.
Do you like your neighbors? Are you neighborly? Have you had neighbors that you haven't liked? Have you had to move due to bad neighbors?
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Most of my neighbors I have liked, however, I have had two sets of neighbors at two different places I've had to call the cops on because of domestic disputes.
Our neighbors are the reason we live where we live.
WE could live anywhere in the world, yet choose to remain in our small town. Yes it is rife with political corruption including an open air drug market supported by members of the local government. BUT they keep it limited to a 9-square block area and the rest of the city is pretty tame.
Our neighborhood we have get togethers all the time, help each other with BIG projects, like cutting trees, building porches and decks, etc.
We have a half dozen rocket scientists & contractors who work at the friendly neighborhood NASA base and a couple of 'spooks' mixed with regular folks, like a policeman, construction supervisor, retired folks, even a senior executive from the Auswitz for Chickens plant.
Last night we broke bread at a community feast where each family brought its 'specialty dish' to go along with a slow cooked beef brisket.
The music of the evening was the sound of over a dozen children laughing, crying, yelling, singing, tugging, swinging, playing basketball, wearing silly glow teeth, then crying when the last game of 'hide & go scream' was over and they had to go home.
We enjoy hosting small gatherings in our yard when the weather is nice and inside when its not.
I am fond of the neighbor who brews homemade 'Zombie Possum Social Club' beer with the help of rocket scientists.
It's neat when we can offer each other our 'professional specialties' that God has gifted each of us with, free of charge to our neighbors.
The "new neighbors' quickly become 'old friends' and we are privvy to private family moments, births, deaths, marriages, divorces, graduations, birfday parties, and more.
We get to know the in-laws, the out-laws, the crazy uncle and the twisted sisters who bring 'local delicacies' from their part of the country and all relish the feeling of community.
Personally I feel lucky, blessed & privleged to be living in a neighborhood where everything has come together for this very special period of time.
We like our neighbors no matter where we have lived. When you try to help each other out the bad stuff goes away.
Yesterday we helped an elderly neighbor in her yard haul away some old trees, etc. Felt good and improved our view at the same time.
Riverrat
I have always said that if I had my choice to live anywhere in the world it would be Somerset Ave. Salisbury, MD...GREAT NEIGHBORHOOD!
JUST HOPE THAT CITY AND COUNTY SOON REALIZE THAT YOU CAN'T GET BLOOD OUT OF A TURNIP.
We love our neighborhood, everyone is great! OOOOOOO, except one house!!!! And that is because some rich parent bought there kid a house and you have alot of college kids in there. They have parties all the time, run up and down the streets and most of all sit on the peck of their roof, like they came from the GHETTO!!! Otherwise we live in a family friendly neighborhood.
Amen to the Boss. The reason I'm still in Salisbury are the good folks in the neighborhood. We've been to each other's anniversary parties, and to family funerals. Mowed each others' lawns in tough personal times. Hmmm, we haven't made beer together, however.
They are why Salisbury is still worth fighting for. And the mayor just keeps running them out. But if the rest of us can hang on, we'll take our town back.
Whoa!!!! As a local homebrewer I could only hope to brew with my neighbors. One is Muslim and the other doesnt leave his house. Oh well I guess its me and my kettle and kegs!!!
Anon and Steve,
You haven't lived until you have attended a neighborhood brew party on the tailgate of a pick up truck, while we drink the beer from the last batch.
Then the womenfolk take the mash and mix in honey and butter and raisens and coconut and bananas and dry turning into granola.
All while the men stand in front of the garage with that King of the Hill stance and solve the problems of the world.
It's a beautiful thing!
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