Unlikely Friendhships

When I moved into Mentelle Park I was expecting to have divine appointments right away and that everything was going to work out right off the bat. Then I met my upstairs neighbor Don who pretty much mumbled at me when I introduced myself to him the first time. I kept greeting Don every time I saw him even though he did not reciprocate. This went on for a few months and then the other day he decided to chew me about because he thought I was not picking up my dog poop. I told him that he was wrong and asked him what was in the bag that I was carrying (Rocky’s poop). I did not back down from him. I have to be honest it actually frustrated me. A few days went by and he asked me for some spare change. I gave him what I had which totaled up to fifty cents. I knew that was not enough for any kind of liquor. Don said he would remember that jester. Today, Don saw me taking my trash out and asked for a ride to the launder mat. Don said to me he was disabled and it was difficult for him to carry anything. I told him I would help him out. While in the car he told me about his drinking. I asked him how often he drank and he said everyday. I then proceeded to tell him I was a Methodist pastor and I was starting a church. I had built some rapport with him because I had helped him out in the past and we were both Marines. Don is moving down the road tomorrow and I ask him if I could visit him sometime. Don was grateful that I wanted to stay in touch with him.