In Los Angeles good neighbors were hard to find. Mostly people were busy and kept to themselves. But in Vermont there is a very different tradition and I looked forward to really having neighbors. But because of how my house is situated — across from a corn field, next to a cemetery and backing up to a back yard — I really only have one neighbor.
For eight and a half years that family has been the Boltons. What terrific neighbors they have been. Each of their children has in turn shoveled my front porch and back path. Whenever there is really bad weather or the power goes out, I am sure to get a call to make sure I am fine. Over the years I have often heard the kids and their friends playing and the family enjoying outdoor time in their back yard.
In April Marcie called to tell me they were moving to Colorado. Today I waved as Marcie, the girls and the two dogs began their journey to Denver to join Aaron and Addison. I will miss them.
Diana Cotter
Middlebury