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Welcome to the Neighborhood


Welcome to the Neighborhood


So, I was reading a blog the other day, and she was saying how she knows some of her neighbors, but others not so much. She goes on to say they give sort of ‘nicknames’ to most of them.

Go read Joey’s post! It’s really a fun read. Here’s the link – https://jolenemottern.com/2018/05/11/our-new-neighbor/


This made me want to describe our own neighborhood. Sorry, it’s a bit long but I didn’t want to divide it up into 2 parts.


First of all, we’ve lived here for around 24 years. A lot of the neighbors are still here, and some have moved on, either by moving house, or passing away.

The very day we moved into our house, we had a rented U-Haul truck with all our stuff on it. The mister was unloading things, and he noticed the guy next door was watching, so he says something like ‘Don’t just stand there, help me unload this truck’, but in much more colorful words. And so, the neighbor did help, and they became very good friends for many years. Their family did move away eventually, but we’re still in touch with them, and see them whenever they come through town. (K & DB – Love y’all! You need to make another visit soon!)

Catty-corner, in the corner street house, lived the ‘Lawnmower Man & his wife’. They were an older couple, and have now both passed on. The lawnmower man did lawnmower repair in his garage. He liked to wheel and deal with all kinds of lawn equipment, and we bought or traded with him. His wife was a character. She’d come to bum cigs and rides to the bars. Rest in peace, N & L. Now another family with kids live there, and my mister talks with the guy. He’s usually outside tending to his BBQ grill.

Directly across the street are the G’s, and the guy worked at the same place my mister worked. They were a bit reclusive, as you hardly ever saw them out. The wife would sometimes come over if I was having a yard sale, and she and her son would buy lots of books from me. The guy would sometimes borrow a tool. They still live there.

Right next door to the east side, is a family of I don’t know how many. They come and go. I do know they were maybe a little older than us, and they may have gotten a divorce. The guy was I think a preacher, and carried a bible with him at all times, even when doing yard work. He just went away, and we never saw him again. The lady still lives there and she is very nice, but is Spanish speaking only. She sends over yummy food on occasion. We say hi, and wave, and she asks for help if she gets locked out of her house. We have sort of conversations, with lots of smiling and nodding, and me guessing what she’s saying, as I know a few Spanish words.

The other side house to our west (the house K & DB moved from) had several people move in and out, and then the people who live there now, have been there quite a few years. Their kids were toddlers, and now they are teens, I think. Funny thing, the lady’s name is the same as mine! I go to her yard sales, and my mister talks to the guy sometimes.

Our longest known friends, live next to where the lawnmower man & wife lived. We still see them a lot, well, the misters do, because they are so much alike, in that they both like to talk about all kinds of things, and have a few beers. They also help each other out with home & car repairs. We’ve shared food and fun times playing dominoes before, and when their daughter was young, I’d baby sit some times. Now the daughter is grown and married. The lady & I are kind of alike too, as we both like reading, and stay in most times, doing that or playing computer games. We once were both playing words with friends on line, each in our own house. R & S – if you’re reading this, we love ya!

Across from them used to be another family we knew a little bit. They’ve since moved somewhere else, and their son got sent to prison.

Down the way was another lady, very nice, but she’s passed on now. At Christmas she’d always bring all the neighbors her home made cheese balls & some crackers. We always looked forward to that. Rest in peace SJ.

This neighborhood has always been pretty nice and friendly. We watch each other’s houses when someone’s away, catch thieves when they invade the neighborhood (right DB?), have giant block parties back then, (thanks K & DB), and give Christmas goodies to everyone.

Then there were the pets. Oh the pets. There were our dogs earlier on, Maggie, Weasel, & Bud, and the neighbor dogs – there was Charlie, and Stranger, and all the dogs knew each other, too. Last but not least, was Rowdy’s gang. They were a rag-tag group of little dogs that roamed around. Rowdy belonged to another neighbor, but he was always running loose with his gang. They were so funny. R & S had big dogs, but I didn’t get to know them much, as they were mostly in their back yard.

Speaking of dogs…there were some neighbors behind our house that had a little ‘yippy’ kind of dog. We didn’t know these people, and I don’t think we ever saw the dog, but it would yip yip yip all day and all night. They’ve since moved away. They were the ‘yippy’ dog people.

Directly behind our house is a family that’s been there a long time, too. We’ve met the mister once or twice. At first their boys were kind of little (now grown up), but they were forever kicking a ball into our back yard. Over and over I’d hear them holler, “Hey, Lady! Hey, Lady! Can you get our ball?” I’d fetch it for them, but when I caught them climbing over our 6 ft. fence to get the ball, I told them to stop kicking the ball over here, and don’t ever climb over our fence again. They never did, either. Now, the family has just this week put up a huge, I mean huge shed in their back yard. It’s almost as tall as their house. I said maybe it is one of those tiny house things? I don’t know, but I wouldn’t be surprised, even though it looks like a fancy shed. That thing is huge, and makes our regular shed look like a pipsqueak! haha

Next to them was a family we never met, but they’d have parties all the time. Probably mostly for the kids and teens. They would put up a giant bouncy house in the back yard, and play rock music. We didn’t mind, as we liked the songs, too. What was that one they played most…? Ahh yes…this one! We called it our cat Gretchen’s (RIP) song, because she was some kind of wonderful, and she really would get all excited whenever she heard it played. We’d all run to the back door to listen to Gretchen’s song. 🙂

“Some Kind of Wonderful”, by Grand Funk Railroad, was released as a single from their album, “All the Girls in the World Beware”, in 1974. It was written by John Ellison, and is on the Capitol label.

Anyway, that’s about all I should write about our neighbors. Hope you enjoyed the tour. 🙂

How about you? Do you know your neighbors? I’d love to hear about your neighborhood, too!


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© 2018 BS







Today’s SOCS asks us to use the words ‘whether and/or weather’. To join in and also see other entries, just click the above link.


Weathered wood.

I like the look of weathered wood. This is wood that has been out in the weather for a long time. It’s been through scorching heat waves, torrential rains, hail storms, and whatever else the weather throws at it. The wood can be old fence posts or slats, or barn siding, building pallets, or driftwood. It’s all weathered the weather.

There’s a certain look to weathered wood. It has turned a silvery gray, for the most part. It has aged, and aged well.

Lots of wooden projects can be done with this wood. People make all sorts of things, from whimsical photo frames, to beautiful furniture. I have a few pieces, myself. Our neighbor did a lot of wood projects. We have a couple of outdoor benches, and a nightstand table. I really like the nightstand table. It has a shelf underneath, and a table top. There is also a wood framed mirror that tilts. Thank you DB! 🙂


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© 2017 BS



One more true story about teleportation…


Have you ever lost something, only to have it reappear, years later?

This item I lost was a knife. It was an ordinary, inexpensive, paring knife. I had not packed it away, or just forgotten about using it, but one I used almost every day. I’d had this knife for quite a while, and it was my favorite, because it was easy to use, a good fit for my hand, and was excellent for peeling potatoes.

Then one day, as I went to get it from the drawer it was kept in, I couldn’t find it. I looked everywhere, even in other places, but it was gone. Over the years, I never quit looking for it…hoping it was just misplaced, and I’d find it someday. There were other knives that I could use, and did use, but none as good as that one. I’d pretty much come to the conclusion that it must have been accidentally been thrown out by mistake.

Then, this past year, it re-appeared. I opened the drawer to get a knife, and there it was, right on top of all the other knives…just like it had always been, before. It was like it had never gone missing, at all. I stared at it for a minute.

How did it come back? Where had it been, all these years? Why did it come back, now? Maybe, my parallel universe ‘neighbor’ had been using the knife for awhile. Had it been in someone else’s kitchen? Were ‘they’ missing the knife now, like I had?

Very strange…I suppose I’ll never really know for sure, but I’m happy it came back. I use it all the time.


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