Perhaps my looks (long beard, camo clothing and all) DO put me at a disadvantage regarding people coming to knock at my door to meet me (not including the Jehovah's Witnesses).
Hey! When I was getting ready to replace my fence I went and knocked on the door of the folks whose back yard adjoins mine. They didn't answer so I left a "call me" note. They never called. My momma went and knocked and they invited her in!
Anyway Miss Virginia across the street accepts me for who I am under all the whiskers, Mr. Mack & his wife talk to me when they see me, Miss Shelley talks to me on occasion, Roxy and her crew have asked me for help and only been refused once and Paul has helped me when I had to replace a circuit breaker.
To make a short story long I'm gonna start introducing myself whenever I see any of my unknown neighbors out and about and ask if they do any gardening, fishing and/or hunting. I've mentioned before I do not hunt as I cannot tolerate the cold.
We all live on a cul-de-sac with some 10 or 12 homes on it. I'm thinking we could and should all get together and A#1 get to know each other on sight at least. Then if I know the people 2 houses down love squash and I have an over abundance I know where to take it. If he's deer hunter and can spare extra pound of venison, too sweet! I love to fish so if I catch more than I need I'm ready to share. Miss Virginia told me her fig trees bear abundant fruit. Fish for figs sounds like a plan to me.
And if I bring a mess of catfish to you, don't feel you NEED to give me anything. Just enjoy it and don't let it go to waste!
If you see somebody you don't recognize around my house keep an eye on them and I'll do the same for you.
Maybe someday we can all gather together in the "knob" at the end of the street and have a street party!
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