
When I was growing up, my Mother always talked about the importance of being a Good Neighbor. She would go to New Neighbors and introduce Herself and our Family. Often, she would have a Pie in Hand. That was a big deal because her Pies were terrific. My Mother was a Welcome Wagon all by herself. Through the years, my Parents did the best that they could to be Good Neighbors. We 3 C's have surely tried to do the same.
It occurs to me that we share this Little 40 with a wealth of Fellow Residents and Neighbors. Probably most have Family Histories here that far precede us. I hope and pray they find us Good Neighbors and Friends.
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