Your commitment is honorable!
When I think back to my fondest memories of my grandmother, one prominent image always comes to mind. Her hands tucked softly behind her back, pacing the large window in the living room, checking on the neighborhood on-goings. She knew everything that was going on with her neighbors at all times. Gossip, drama, stories – call it what you will – my grandmother was always “in the know”.
I’m sure the police scanner constantly buzzing in the background assisted with this knowledge.
As I get older, I’ve realized this trait is apparently hereditary. I catch myself looking out my large front windows with my own hands held gently behind my back, leaning one way or another to get the ideal view.
A car coming down the street? I have to check.
Someone talking outside? Let’s have a look.
Neighbors yelling and fighting? Make sure I catch an ear-full.
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