Growing up my family had the worst luck with anything that had a motor. Cars, lawn mowers, snow blowers you name it, it would break. We always would have periods where our lawn looked like a meadow, and our cars would get stuck in the snow-filled driveway. Luckily living away from the city we did not have to worry about city fines, but it still caused family stress.
Reflecting on my family’s history with motorized vehicles made me remember all the moments in my life where our neighbors chipped in. Mr. Sandiveit is a pro at mowing lawns. Sometimes I’d hear the buzz of a mower and wonder why it seemed so loud because ours was sitting broken in the shed. Lo and behold, there my neighbor was mowing our lawn for us. Mr. Casto would surprise us and plow our driveway with his HUGE snowplowing machine every blistery storm. Neither of them ever asked for anything in return. They just did it.
I always appreciated their service. I always felt supported by those living nearby. It amazes me how much these simple acts of kindness make a difference in someone’s life. In my eyes, it's acts like these that constitute a great neighbor.
What makes a great neighbor to you?
Holly, PR Intern
P.s. I am happy to inform you that the photograph is of my family's newly owned lawn mower. Let's pray it lasts a while ;)