Good Paths Make Good Neighbors

My life has been marked by good neighbors from birth through today. It amazes me that my earliest memories of a good neighbor was when I sat as a boy at various neighbors' kitchen tables and talked and listened for hours over a simple snack. And, there were paths from our front and back doors that led directly to the neighbors' front and/or back doors. These memories coincide with my family's present day blessing of good neighbors--talking, listening, and sharing snacks. While the paths of my childhood are overgrown with grass, new paths will soon form, as they should with good neighbors.