Tuesday, May 28, 2013
You can't choose your parents; that's true. You can't choose your neighbors, either.
Neighbors are a special breed. You live shoulder-to-shoulder; not as family or friend, because your relationship to one another is entirely accidental.
If you're lucky, though, you and your neighbors will be on hand when something extraordinary happens -- say, there's a fire in the hills, the power shuts down or
Max bikes his first one hundred meters.
(Ok, this is totally posed. I made Dad sit on the bike, and by the way, Mom is an accomplished rider.)