When we moved to North Carolina we were very lucky in that we already knew some friends who lived here. They moved here a six years ago. Since we’ve bought our new home and moved in we’ve experienced some real Southern Hospitality.
First, Dan stopped by to introduce himself. He and his wife moved here from Henderson, Nevada 6 years ago. Dan left his phone number and offered for us to call them if we have any questions about where to go to get this that or the other. He’s about a year or two older than my Dad. Nice man.
Then a few days later Ron and Chad stopped by both of whom introduced themselves and stressing if we need help be sure and give them a call. Chad I believe is from Santa Barbara, Cali and I cannot remember where Ron said he is from.
The next day Rip, stopped and welcomed us to the neighborhood. His wife was in the hospital, fighting pneumonia, yet he stopped by again the following Saturday and asked Tom if he wanted to go with him to the dump. Then he helped Tom load our trash (boxes and wrapping from moving) into his truck and off to the dump they went. The dump here is actually a waste removal center, it also has a shed for recyclable items you can leave for others to pick-up or if you see something in there you are able to use its free for the taking.
Today, Monica stopped by and introduced herself. She has lived here all her life. Her and her husband along with their two children built a house just down the street from us. Monica’s family owns an auto repair garage. Ironically, Tom stopped there Saturday to have them check the truck’s belt, which her father did, sprayed some belt lube on said all is well, no charge for that!
Everyone has been so sincere in their welcoming us to the neighborhood, genuinely nice. There are only about 9 houses in this development (as it’s called) and everyone looks out for each other it’s so nice to be welcomed.