What's A Good Neighbor Worth?

When we bought our land here on Davis Run back in 1990, there were a lot of reasons why it was the perfect place for us: great location, great price, and great neighbors. Of those three, the neighbors across the road turned out to be the greatest blessing. It's a good thing, too, because they were our only neighbors in sight. The other folks who live on our road are great neighbors as well, but Bob and Jerry (yes, Jerry is a woman) opened their lives to us, teaching us by example just what it means to be a good neighbor. Sadly, the day came when they needed to live closer to kin and doctors, stores, and such. But we got to be their neighbors for 15 wonderful years before they left, and we cherish the memories we made and the lessons we learned while they lived across the road.

Bob and Jerry moved away a few years ago because time wouldn't stop and old age crept in. Their house was sold and we were nervous about getting new neighbors. After all, anybody could end up there and no one could replace Bob and Jerry. Would new folks be friendly? Would we have anything in common? What if they were loud and bothersome? Hard to get along with? We had no idea. Over five years later and after a nice couple who found Davis Run too far away from civilization and a family that was "distant," to put it nicely, we finally have new neighbors who are going to stay. And wonder of wonders, they're great neighbors!

Rhonda and Carter are our age and like us, have only four-legged children. They're friendly, fun, and not at all loud or bothersome. In fact, they already feel like old friends. We're relieved, thankful, and excited about our new neighbors. They even like to make syrup! This year is their "apprenticeship" year as they learn the ropes of tapping, gathering, boiling, and bottling. It's wonderful to have the good company and the good help, all in one package right across the road. It's just like before, with Bob and Jerry, only now we're the ones showing how and Rhonda and Carter are the ones walking across the road.

Although neither of us have ever lived near really bad neighbors, Robin and I learned from Bob and Jerry that really good neighbors are priceless. If we can be half the neighbors to Rhonda and Carter that Bob and Jerry were to us, we just might leave our corner of Davis Run as sweet as we found it.

Bob and Robin visit in the sugar house.
It turned out to be Bob's last visit with us.

Jerry was excited to have us as neighbors and brought
us the most delicious meal on moving day many years ago.

Carter, left, helps Robin take the pan
off the fire. It's almost syrup!

Carter is getting really good at a very important syrup skill:
making "maple dogs" in the sugar house They're hot dogs
boiled in the syrup and then roasted over the fire.
They're mighty tasty!

Rhonda has found her niche as official record keeper.