When Fritz and Wanda walked the dog(s), they were the glue of the neighborhood. They would stop and chat with neighbors along their route, and soon more neighbors would stop and chat. We all started getting to know each other! We didn't realize what was happening until their first dog died, and the Webers didn't go for their walks. No one came out of their houses to talk to each other any more. When Eric, the dog, came along, the walks and neighborly chats resumed. Amazing how one friendly couple can bring so many people together!
Another story, a funny neighbor story, was after a big ice storm. Fritz couldn't get his car up the hill to his driveway. He kept sliding backwards (as did everyone in our valley). My husband and I offered to sit in the back seat to add some weight. The sand truck was just turning on to our street at the bottom of the hill, so we thought with our weight and a little sand he'd be able to make it. We let the truck go by first, then started in behind it. We were just about to the driveway, when we saw the big sand truck sliding backwards straight towards us! We all jumped out of the car and into another neighbor's yard because we were sure the truck was going to slide into us. But the driver managed to turn the truck around and go up the hill rear wheels first, so the sand would be in front of its wheels. None of us had ever seen anything like it. We marveled at this driver's quick thinking and skills on ice, then got Fritz safely into his driveway. Another story to add to his collection.
We will miss this warm and friendly couple.
