There are some stories that stick with me long after they’re told. They linger rather than fade, like the scent of a spring shower long after the sun has returned.
Pete’s story is one of those, mostly because it’s a story that continues to be told. I drove by his house the other day and saw him helping his neighbor rake leaves. That in itself is not an uncommon occurrence. Around here neighbors help each other, whether it’s raking leaves or lending ingredients for a recipe.
But Pete and his neighbor were different, and in more ways than one.
Since I spent the weekend working on a looming deadline, I thought I would take the opportunity to repost Pete’s story over on katdish’s blog. It’s worth the read if only to remember that loving thy neighbor isn’t always the easiest or most comfortable thing, but it’s always worth it in the end.
