Sometimes a person gets lucky and ends up living in a neighborhood where everyone is more like "family" than neighbors. That was the case with Mark, our children, and me. We feel so wanted here, so loved. Most of our neighbors are older than us. Sometimes those older ones can become your most valued friends. You have heard that saying "experience is the best teacher." They all faced life "head on" so they were wise and kind teachers to both Mark and myself. Our children have many "Grandpas, Grandmas, aunts and uncles. On nice warm days, Bret, Kate and I would walk down the road and across a little stone bridge, and up a lane to a cute little one story farmhouse. This is where "grandpa" Amos and "grandma" Ruth live. An old red chicken coop sits to the west of the lane. As we walk, hand in hand, we see chickens scratching in the ground. Their little heads are busy, going up and down as they move along slowly, picking up gr...