Everyone needs a neighbor like Uncle Ed.
Because they just do.
Ed, with his small frame, sweet smile, and big bushy beard, has been a source of joy to our family:
~He's lended many a tool and encouraging word.
~We love to see him driving his small gray truck (which proudly displays our country's flag). We can always count on a friendly wave.
~Ed makes me feel like a world-class chef.
~He is a kind, wise man with a mountain of knowledge and experience.
~He can easily put a smile on Porter's face and is helping Porter's coin collection to grow.
~Ed has introduced me to the world of pregnant onions -- although, because of a number of circumstances, I have yet to keep one alive. :)
~Ed is not a Mormon, but shows a great amount of admiration and interest in our family's religion. He knows more about our church's history than many members do and he even collects books and other artifacts from our church history.
~Plus, I'll never forget the day he came over, soon after we had moved in, and showed us one of his prized possessions; the world's tackiest souvenir:
An old rhinestone encrusted "church key" (a.k.a. beer bottle opener) with a picture of the Salt Lake temple on it.
Ed, you rock.
In a world where so many of us drive our cars into our garages (which automatically open and close), forever to be shut in by our televisions, computers, phone calls and air conditioning, Ed helps our neighborhood feel like the good ol' days where everyone had a front porch and took a genuine interest in their neighbors.
Ed, you are truly the gem in our neighborhood.
P.S. I didn't initially have a photo of Uncle Ed, so I told Porter I would give him 4 pieces of licorice if he would run across the street and snap a photo. I wasn't sure how Ed would respond because I know many people who are extremely camera shy. But Ed was a willing participant. (Thanks Ed.) And I must say, I think it is a rather flattering picture. (Good job Porter!) Plus, now I have a picture of Ed in my photo archives. And that makes me very happy.