Neighbors can be wonderful things. I've been getting to know mine here in Wilmington. The one to really know is Barbara, as she's one of the longest residents where I live, and she sets out to be everyone's grandmother. Last Christmas, she bought some lights for Nathan another neighbor because he didn't have any to put up himself. When he went to return them after the season, she replied that the lights were his Christmas present from her.
Neighbors appreciate a lift to Costco (Think Sam's club) for the purpose of buying oranges. Taking Nathan over also resulted in my first trip into such a store.
Neighbors appreciate a neighbor who can decide if a brand of dog cookies are good to give to their beloved pet. As Bryan, Tate and I were leaving Sunday to pick up some pizza, Barbara asked Bryan about the snacks in question. Bryan tried the two different flavors and pronounced them safe to give.
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Fact: Bryan once accidentally broke a fast by ingesting a dog cookie. He resumed his planned fast the next day though.
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