Three years ago our little neighborhood started having a Block Party. We barricade off the road, pull the grills out into the driveway, line tables up and down the road, eat, drink, and chat around a campfire. We play yard games, have an outdoor movie, and bond a little more.
This year one generous neighbor rented the city pool to kick off the festivities. For an hour and a half we splashed, laughed, cannonball-ed, and raced down the slides like care-free children before heading back to a bonfire and surprise birthday celebration for all the summer birthdays on our block. I've always said that I was born in the wrong decade. The 1950's were the best. But I was wrong. Living here today in this decade in a neighborhood with 1950's values is truly the best.
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