I have mentioned before about my neighbor Frank helping me out with snow blowing my driveway when I was down with my back.
Well I came home yesterday from work (half days on Saturday's) ready to do the nasty leave raking job. I get out of the car and hear a noise coming from my backyard. Well wouldn't you know it, here is Frank with a commercial leaf blower clearing my yard for me. He would not take anything for doing this.
It just makes me so appreciative that there are some really GOOD people out there who will help in any way they can, and I have one of these great people living right beside me.

Angie and I are going to give Frank and his wife Tanya a gift certificate at this awesome Japanese Fusion Steak and Seafood House to show our appreciation for all he does.

Thanks Frank!
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How nice..... ......and a huge help.  We live in the woods and love it until the fall.

Good neighbors do for good neighbors.....

Hi Angie..... and Go JR.

Love ya,
Jackie

Those are the best kind of neighbors Barry 

Got to get me some of those 

-Dennis-

With an acre of land filled with 28 oak trees, we paid $300 to have the leaves removed last year......then, the second half came down .
THIS  year, we made a huge pile of leaves, then my son n grandson jumped on em a bit and then began to pack them into recycling bags......fun, exercise and a nuisance removed....for FREE!

You are lucky to have a neighbor who cares to even blow them into 1 contained place, Barry! Jsapanes fusion soulds like a nice reward!

Cathi

Great neighbors rock!!!!

Guiseppi

This post does my heart good. That's one thing I miss most about the "old days" -- people helping people. Guess that's what I like about the country - we still do that out here.

During the "storms" one of the little widow ladies down the road had a big tree blown down in her yard. My "darling" son went down and cut it up while another neighbor (who didn't have a chain saw) loaded it on a trailer and hauled it off. She baked some really good pies for us.

Sometimes we get so busy and caught up in our lives we forget to be "neighbors". I can still remember my mom's "fruitcakes" at Christmas. I don't think anyone liked them, but everyone KNEW they were gonna get one and appreciated the "thought" of Bobbye Jean's EFFORTS cause she worked for weeks on the darn things. There's probably a landfill somewhere full of mom's fruitcakes, but..... a whole lot of "love" went into them.

Didn't mean to get off on a rant here, but if you get tired of that neighbor just send him down here to Red Hill -- I think he'd fit right in...

Hugs BD

Barry,
You might see if your area has a Good Neighbor Award program &
submit Frank's name.  

Here are some examples of Good Neighbor Award programs here in the
U.S.A.

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Frank stays right here, sorry. Guys like him are far and few between so he is a keeper. We do not have a good neighbor award program here that I know of but I do not think Frank would like the attention, but he gets my good neighbor award for sure.

I think if I had bad neighbors I would probably move also, I could not imagine going out to the car to go to work and not saying "good morning" and a friendly wave and a little chat on how the weather is and so on.

I guess I am very fortunate to live where I do!! Thanks for all your responses. Jonny, he blew the leaves back into the bush behind my house where all the leaves came from in the first place. The owners of the bush are good neighbors also.

Barry,

You need to clone your neighbor and send him down here.  I need some normal neighbors!!!

My 84 year old neighbor, Mrs. C who lives behind me swore that the F.B.I. had placed listening devices in her house and insisted that her son climb through her attic "to find the recorders".  When he reported that he found nothing, she asked me to look for the devices.

I called her doctor...problem solved.

It's amazing how lucid one can become when they are off of fentanyl patches for a while....sheesh

My 87 year old neighbor across the street, Mrs. R insists on calling me at least once a week to discuss the changes in "her daily constitutional".  I guess at that age bodily functions become a fascinating subject?

Then there is my next door neighbor who I nicknamed, Bear.  He is a burly man with a heart of gold and a voice like 10,000 bull horns that gets louder with each Budweiser that he drinks.  I try to talk to him in the morning before he begins to indulge so I can kind of make sense of what he is saying and also to save my hearing.

On the side street, we have Mr. & Mrs. M who have three grown kids.  When the kids moved out of the house, they moved next door to and across the street from Mr. & Mrs. M so almost the whole street is full of M Family members.  Very strange indeed.

And then there is Mr. D who I see when I take the dogs for their daily walk.  He always asks if I want to see his gun collection.  When I reply, "No thank you", he then insists on trying to give my dogs some dog biscuits.  Still haven't figured this one out yet.

A nice log cabin in the country with no neighbors is really starting to sound good.

The guy on the right side of me just waves, I like that.

The guy on the left of me builds monster trucks from the ground up. We barter, I weld all the non-ferrious metal shit that he cant and he fixes my truck and mini van. It saves us both a ton of money.  

The old lady across the street, well, the guy on the left of me hates her, but that doesnt stop me from snow blowing her out every storm. Old people rule!