We are coming up on one year in Alabama! I am amazed at how quickly the time has flown, and how the moment we arrived, we immediately felt like we had come home. Thankfully, that has not worn off.
Our first week in our new home, one of our neighbors came over and said he would mow our lawn for us, and he did. Front and back, which is about half an acre. Then that evening, he brought us a dinner of his freshly smoked chicken and his wife’s homemade banana pudding. Over the span of our year in the Yellowhammer state, several more neighbors and new friends from church have come over to help us with yard work, because it’s quite a thing, and they knew we didn’t have all the tools of the trade to do it properly.
In our years in California, the neighbors ranged from meh to horrible, with some gems in between. There was the illegal alien flop house, with a revolving door of residents and…
