Writing the previous entry got me to thinking about neighbors I've had. Most of the ones that stick out in my mind are the kids I played with growing up. In Portland, there was a boy who lived a couple of houses down. His last name was Walker...I can't remember his first name. I think he was the one I was racing on my bicycle when I ran into a parked car (I would have been somewhere between 6-8 years old). Also, I got a spanking from Dad after playing with the water hose in the front yard with him after Dad specifically told me not to play with the water (ahh...memories!). There was also Christy Rizzo though I can't remember if she lived down the street from us in Wichita Falls or behind us in Portland (Meredith, Mom, do you remember her?).
Anyway, I'm very pleased with the neighbors I have now.
Posted by jfer at April 21, 2003 1:04 PMI remember the Walker kid...his first name was Matthew, we called him Matt. His mom was named Sandy...she is the one that gave me the orange jello salad with pineapple and whipped cream recipe that everyone likes so well. She also had a lazy eye...Christy Rizzo lived down the street from us on Central Frwy.
Posted by: mom (aka Rita) on April 21, 2003 7:54 PM