I had the best neighbor a man could ask for. I mowed his yard when he had back trouble...as I recall, I just did it without asking. We were that close. I loved him like a father...I actually wept when they moved.
Funny story. He had a tree in his back yard that had died, and I cut it down and cut it up in fireplace sized lengths, stacked them neatly, thinking I would get my trailer, haul them home and burn them in my fireplace. I got the rake, raked up the chips and took them to the creek. He came out, thanked me for taking down the tree...he looked at the stack of wood, and said: "Don't worry about those" he said, pointing to the logs, "I'll burn them in my fireplace". I smiled, said "You're welcome...any time" and went home happy. Wonderful man; may he RIP.
My present neighbors leave a lot to be desired.