Friday, December 31, 2010

My Life: The Neighborhood (aka The Good, the Bad & the Ugly) 1 of 4

I've been blogging regularly since June and I decided that it's time for you to "Meet the Fockers"...I mean the neighbors.  Actually, though, the neighborhood resembles that famous movie starring Clint Eastwood..."The Good, the Bad and the Ugly".

The closing was in May and we moved in the first of June.  Move in day was most interesting.  Of course, a 30' moving van was needed since the entire contents of the house was being relocated.  The van did have quite a difficult time getting into the driveway...I do remember that quite clearly.  The road here is so narrow as you round the corner.  The driveway is right at the bottom of a rather steep incline that heads up the mountain. 

My daughter and her boy friend had come down to help us unpack and get settled.  I was glad for her help...she's a real go-getter and is very talented, especially when it comes to decorating.  Hence, the placement of furniture as it was unloaded from the truck was quick and easy.  What I wasn't expecting was company on our first day here. 

The day we arrived a pick-up truck pulled in the yard with a German Shepherd "riding shotgun".  Then out of the truck stepped a large, burly man who walked slowly towards me.  "Yikes", I thought..."don't mess with him!"  However, as he got closer, I saw a gleam in his eyes and a big broad smile appeared on his well-tanned face.  The tan blended nicely with his silver gray hair.  As I extended my hand, he said, "My name is Melvin and I'd like you to meet, my sidekick, Ranger.  My wife and I live right up there (as he pointed up in back of my barn) and I thought we'd come down and welcome you to the neighborhood."

In fact, that year, he and his wife, Jesse, threw a party in our honor.  They'd invited a lot of the neighbors as well as some of their friends "to come and meet the Yankees."  Now, in my book, that was pretty darn sweet.  And, although Ranger is no longer with us, our neighbors still keep a watchful eye out for us and are there whenever we need them.  So, officially, our "welcome to the neighborhood" got off to a great start even though we were damn Yankees.  Oh, in case you don't know the difference between a Yankee and a damn Yankee, it's quite simple, I've been told.  A Yankee comes to Virginia to visit.  A damn Yankee comes to Virginia and stays.  Melvin and Jesse=THE GOOD.

However, you should know by now...that's not how this story ends.  (to be continued)


Nancy C said...

Always good to have a neighbor who knows how to shoot -- or at least, looks like he does. I'm sure Melvin has your back.

Look forward to Part 2.

Happy New Year, my friend, to you and your family. Looking forward to continued friendship in 2011.

Sandra said...

i am married to a damn yankee. only it goes like the difference in a yankee and damn yankee is a damn yankee comes to florida and stays, got that from my grandmother. I am a southern rebel married to a damn yankee and it has worked as well as your neighborhoodl thanks for a happy story. happy new year with your friends

TexWisGirl said...

Awww! I'm glad that your neighbors welcomed you! We've been so lucky here and at our former residence to have WONDERFUL neighbors. Can't wait for Part 2!

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

I miss Ranger. He was a really cool dog. :-)

Marjorie (Molly) Smith said...

LOL, My son is married to a damn yankee...took us awhile to convience her that all folks from MS are not "backwoods dumb"'t understand her thinking after all she did marry my son who was a real Southern Rebel and moved down south from Maine with him.
The first 5 yrs was spent trying to correct my pronouncation of words and what I call them..I say Redbirds she corrects me and says Cardinals, I know a frig is a refrigerator but I still call it an Ice box, this drives her crazy...I say get over it I'm too old to change for her or last 5 yrs she has learned to just go with the flow, by george I think she might be a southern girl at heart after all and I love her like a daughter.
Can't wait to hear the rest of the story.

Verde Farm said...

Sounds like great neighbors and that is a blessing for sure. Nothing wrong with damn yankees--they’ve just figured out why the south is so wonderful :) Happy New Year JP!

Tiggeriffic said...

Isn't it nice when neighbors greet you when you have moved into a newer house. The neighbors brought us chilli when we moved in this house in 1976...It was over July 4th week-end.. It was really nice..
Now to wait for part 2 of your story.. lol

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year From Southern California.

Don't forget to watch the 122nd Rose Parade on New Year's Day coming from Pasadena, California...only 30 miles from The Old Geezer's home :-)

No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it. ~Henry Ward Beecher

May God Bless and Protect You in the Year to Come. ~Ron

Kitty Deschanel said...

I'm looking forward to reading parts 2 and 3 of this story! I'm not much of a neighbor. Sexy Nerd recently met a woman through his work, then realized that she has been living directly behind our house for the past 3 1/2 years!

Chatty Crone said...

I'm a damn yankee too. sandie

Angela said...

Oh, I can't wait to hear the rest of the story! Living in West Virginia I'd say I'm a Appalachian Redneck Hillbilly! lol

Carrie said...

I would love to live in a neighborhood where I actually KNEW my neighbors. We kind of know our neighbors on either side but really that's it. I miss the days of my childhood when you knew pretty much everyone on your block.

Visiting from RDC


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