One of the treats of being here, is being able to spend time with our long-time neighbors. Mike lives directly across the street from 411, and then Theresa and John are on 411's right. I have stopped more than once to take photos of Theres'a tree. Other neighbors have oozed over its beauty and passersby have even commented to me when I'm on my bike or walking. Autumn is its season to be brilliant. It is our neighborhood star.
Last night, we sat on Theresa's porch telling tree tales and sharing family memories over a little wine and cheese.
Even though I've been gone from 411 for a very long time and live at great distances, I've been able to stay in contact and become friends with our "long-timers". I've learned more about my parents from them and there's always been someone to call nearby if I'm worried for some reason. During the Ferguson "Good Friday" tornado, I was working in Stuttgart, Germany. There on the morning news with Anderson Cooper was a tornado touching down at the airport and very near my folks. I immediately got on Skype and made a number of calls. In the end, it was only Theresa I was able to reach who told me Mom and Dad were okay. They were too. But just on the other side of Thoroughman where our beautiful tree sits, the houses on the next block were devastated and the tops of trees had been sliced off all over the neighborhood.
We agreed. We had angels on our shoulders. I think I have angel neighbors and angel trees too! Happy Friday!
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