|April 14, 2004|
What are your neighbors like?
I don't know them well, but they seem nice. The ones to the east fed me dinner and helped me get a locksmith when I locked myself out of my house last year. The ones to the west wave and say "Hi" when they see me.
My neighbors are great. The neighbors to the right are from Viet Nam; we communicate as best we can since their English is very broken and I don't speak any Viet Namese. The neighbor to the left is a retired man. He keeps an eye out on the neighborhood. The neighbors behind us are friends: they have two little boys. We often visit each other.
Not all that
pleasant, in my opinion. They're polite enough and were friendly when
we were just moving in, but one woman is constantly yelling at her kids,
everyone sprays to kill the plants that grow naturally and then spends
a ton of money on grass seed, all our neighbors hate bunnies, and several
people walk right through our yard--some with dogs, one of which left
One thing is pretty cool...I live next to Federal Marshals...that is comforting. Of course, the important thing is they have a cool cat. My other next door neighbors are pretty cool too. They were very help when hurricane Isabel hit, and caused some damage.
I live on
a rural country road. I have lived here since 1983. I have one neighbor
who I have only seen maybe 6 times and spoken to 3 times. They are never
out in their yard. The neighbor on the other side. I see all the time.
they can be a bit nosey. They know everything that is going on. they call
to let me know there is a deer in my back yard. They also have a fascination
with power motors. They ALWAYS have something going. We live in the NorthEast.
Not much growing of the grass yet. BUT they have mowed their lawn at least
20 times already this year. Tractors, lawn mowers, leaf blowers, saws,
power tools, construction tools, front end loaders. Now he has a wood
chipper. Nothing like hearing that go off on a beautiful Sunday morn as
Some of the best neighbors you could ask for.
Mainly my neighbors are "salt of the earth" people. They don't shine at cocktail parties or literary soirees, but they're wonderful in emergencies.
The only one I know is a pleasant single woman, an occupational therapist. The others come and go before I make much contact with them.
My neighbors down the road have twin daughters...never really talk to the parents unless my dog gets loose. that's where he runs to all the time. My neighbor up the road is a single father with a son a year older than my son. He's a nice, outdoorsy, good-looking guy...and I've kind of had my eye on him! ; )
all I can say is that living where we do with neighbors like ours, it's like living in a ghetto Melrose Place.
We have my wife's grandparents on one side who are in their 80's and easy to get along with. On the other side we have her aunt who isn't.