Oh, I am late with this blog entry. Do forgive me for not passing on the opportunity, having found it in my email long after it was 'assigned'.
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My husband passed away last year and my neighbors have taken me and my two daughters under their wing.
Last week, we asked Red Roomers to blog about neighbors.
Wednesday morning I was running early for a change. As the elevator arrived, I could hear the voices of people riding down. Probably neighbors heading off to work. Or workmen, maybe.
My neighbors have apparently attended the Samuel Clements - Harriett Beecher Stowe school of neighbors. They, too, visit in installments . . .
Music has always been a part of my life, from my mother's classical records,my father's dance music, and the bluegrass music my grandfather played incessantly as he sat by the window in the dining
I met our neighbor today
at the convenience store.
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