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“Won’t You Be My Neighbor?”

We all remember THIS guy.  He gave friendly advice, not just for children, but for all of us.

Mr. Rogers

Mr. Rogers

How well do you know your neighbors?  Or do you even know them?

I currently rent a room in a townhouse.  The neighbors to the immediate South (sharing the common wall) have a practice of going into their backyard (just over a fence) and SCREAMING with each other about family matters.  I think it’s a mother and daughter, and some male hangers-on of some sort.  This sometimes happens well into the night.  Then, someone ‘over there’ is up early, like 0545, and makes a practice of throwing a bowling ball down the stairs, bouncing it off the wall in the process (again, common wall) REPEATEDLY.
(At least, that’s what it sounds like!)

This is in direct opposition to the North neighbors, again a mother/daughter team.  We rarely hear anything from them through the common wall, and they never seem to be in their adjacent back yard.  The word on the street is, however, mind your Ps and Qs, if mom spots someone parking crooked, or spilling trash, or some other small infraction, she will SCREAM.  To the Homeowners Association, at least.  And THEY will contact you.

I know these all folks on sight, and wave, all friendly-like, and sometimes even say “Hello”.  The neighbors North of the North women seem to be a nice couple.  He even helped J. corral one of her dogs when she ran loose (a favorite game – ESCAPE! Wheee, I’m FREEE!), when J was unable to catch her.

I think I know the first name of the North neighbor mom.  That’s it.

In my former neighborhood, I made it a point of knowing my next-door neighbors, the one across the street and across the alley behind me.  Just in case.

The Art of Manliness again addresses this issue.  In short, it says knowing your neighbor is lubrication for civilization.  Much as being polite can defuse friction.

I remember my childhood neighborhoods.  All the kids on the block knew each other, and so did all the parents.  If you did something wrong, not only did the neighbor yell at you, but, by the time your returned home, your parents had received a telephone call from said neighbor.  So you got it, again.  And, you could run to any neighbor’s home for help or safety.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have neighborhoods, again?

About guffaw1952

I'm a child of the 50's. libertarian, now medically-retired. I've been a certified firearms trainer, a private investigator, and worked for a major credit card company for almost 22 years. I am a proud NRA Life Member. I am a limited-government, free-market capitalist, who believes in the U.S. Constitution and the Rule of Law.

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8 thoughts on ““Won’t You Be My Neighbor?”

  1. It’s much the same, here – I know all my neighbors well enough to say “good morning” to, but only a few well enough to carry on a conversation. It’s a shame, really.

    Posted by Rev. Paul | June 2, 2013, 8:00 am
  2. I try to know my neighbors without :knowing them”. I want nothing to do with their personal and family lives. I live upstairs in a two unit building. The woman downstairs has a passive aggressive personality, been married five times to three different men, has problems with her adult children, etc. She resents me for not getting involved with her problems. Next door is a “crazy cat lady” type with chickens, dogs, cats, birds, and a jungle type yard – hundreds of various flowers. Get along well with her.

    Posted by WellSeasonedFool | June 2, 2013, 8:07 am
  3. Yep, know my neighbors too, and make it a point to be polite to them, but not ‘involved’ with them (other that the neighbor three doors down that’s a shooter).

    Posted by Old NFO | June 2, 2013, 8:12 am
  4. Someone rolling a bowling ball down steps @ 0545 would find out I’m a baseball bat owner.😉

    A couple of my neighbors are gun owners but not really active shooters. Those are the ones we let know about us being out of town to keep an eye on the homestead and vice versa.

    Posted by KM | June 2, 2013, 11:21 am

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