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Good neighbors are hard to find, and when you have them, cherish them.
My family shared a driveway with our next door neighbor when I was growing up. Basically, there was room for one car (width-wise) between the two houses, and then it split to two separate drives, about 1 car length deep, and into the respective garages. You had to get along well or at least be respectful of your neighbor for that set-up to work well. I don’t remember it ever being an issue, or considered that it could be an issue. Blissful youth. We even had a party line (telephone) with them for a while. (For the too young to remember, if they were on the telephone you could listen to their conversation, but you couldn’t call out – a shared line, with different telephone numbers accessing the line.) I do seem to recall that when my parents said they were going to move the neighbors decided to move too. I guess they didn’t want to break in another neighbor (this was after 10-12 years of living next to each other).

My neighbor went the extra mile for me this morning, and got up at O dark thirty. I really owe her now, two rides in recent memory. We do share our garbage, recycle and yard-waste space when it is available, but still … not quite the same.

And 80 degrees with humidity is a bit different than 80 degrees with some humidity.  Just saying.

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