When we moved to a new neighborhood in 1960, Mom got acquainted with all the neighbors, especially the children. I was in high school, about to join my older siblings in leaving town, so Mom expanded her attentions to the young children still there. When she was ill once, the kids signed a card which she kept forever.
The names are familiar to me, but I don’t know where most of them are. Andy Enzmann died as a young boy – a huge tragedy on our street. John LaBelle now owns the home that he grew up in – probably a grandfather by now.
If Mom were still alive, she would probably still be in touch with them. She had a big heart.