Yesterday afternoon, Canetto, Avery and I went to see the Nats play at the new Nationals stadium. Our next door neighbors have season tickets and were not going to this game, so they gave us the tickets. Since we had four tickets, we invited Craig, another neighbor, to come with us. I always kid Tim that Craig is his best friend -- even though Craig is old enough to be his father. Craig has keys to our house and takes care of the cats when we're on vacation and keeps an eye on our house at all other times. He and Tim go on hikes together, and Tim always trusts Craig's expert advice on everything from yard care to financial planning.
It got me thinking that in our little cul-de-sac, we have another neighbor who brought over several bags of clothes the other day for Avery that her daughter had outgrown, and we have a couple of other neighbors who bring by toys that their kids have outgrown. Still other neighbors organize a Memorial Day and Labor Day cookout for our street, and bring by cookies and bread at holiday time.
In such a transitional area, we are so lucky to have so many great neighbors that we know and like and who are invested in making our neighborhood a nice place to live.
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